Mary the mother of Jesus page 2 by ric Gustafson
It was hard to explain to my mother that I was with child. She did not believe me. She told me if
I was not with my betrothed, I would be shaming the family. I knew what happened to unmarried women who were with child. They were humiliated and then stoned.
That night, I couldn't sleep. I got out of bed and walked outside to our garden. I poured out my heart to Jehovah. He gave me the answer.
The next morning, I asked my mother if I could visit my cousin Elizabeth. She agreed right away. On the morning after Sabbath, my brother Asher and I started out for Judah.
research help: ' My Son the Savior' by Melody Carlson
Peace and God's blessings. Love Ric
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