And now a
mother she is.
She can hardly believe it!
The
force of labour
still aches the body.
And the
smell of new life
is still to be smelled
on the
small babies head.
The angel had said
to call
the little one:
"Jesus"
and so they've done.
No
reason not to.
She feels amazed.
How could
such a tiny little baby
survive what they had gone
through?
The long journey,
walking till
exhaustion,
or being shaken back and forth
on a
donkeys back.
The cold at night
and the burning
sun
during the day.
And the hunger and thirst. |
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So many babies
die
for lesser reason.
Mothers and fathers
who
are healthy
and take all care
during
pregnancy
have no living baby in their arms.
She shivers..
And the birth...
none to
help but Josef.
No new sheets
but an old
towel,
clean though,
on a bundle of straw.
In the silence of the nights
she hears every
little noise
he makes in his sleep.
Look
those hairs..
They're long and black
and make him
already seem bigger
than he truly is. |
Once
again
she kisses his forehead.
Then wraps him in
cloths.
As tiny as he is
he has
survived
this journey and his birth.
Then he
suddenly opens his eyes...
Yes, a miracle he
is!!
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