<TITLE>10. Par 29-32</TITLE>L-29 Now, it was about sun up. I suppose it was a--a pretty morning. It must have been along about this time of year, about July. The baby was borned in April. I know tradition says December, but that's totally impossible. That's a creed. He couldn't have been born in December and shepherds on the hillsides. Six or eight foot of snow there in that time... So, He was born in April when all young life usually comes forth, along that time.
She was on her way to the well. And as the little maid strolled along the street with the--the little crock with two handles on it under her arm, she was walking to get the morning water. And it must have been very early, and it was on Monday, I suppose. And maybe she had to make several trips, because, usually, Monday is wash day. Is that right, sisters? That's the way it is at our house, and every day. So with a bunch of children...
But, usually they call it Blue Monday because of the women washing on Monday. I used to call it Blue Monday, 'cause I had to pack the water for about a half a mile from a spring, pour it in an old, big, old kettle outside, and then chop wood and lay it under... Oh, my, I'm glad they got hydrants nowadays.

L-30 And then, as she was making her way down the street, she was thinking of the day before, of the--the subject that had been talked about by her and her betrothed husband (or engaged husband), as they set on the porch, as their custom was, after the services of a morning, as they went to church there in Nazareth. And they went out, set out on the porch after the midday meal, and Joseph, her to-be husband, was a carpenter. And he built fine buildings. But now, he was building one that had a--have a special care to this one, because he was taking his pretty, little bride to this one.
And we'll say that from the porch, front porch, where they were setting is perhaps was facing the south. And the sun would be around on the other side, and the morning glories around the little porch made a shade. And they could look across the valley and up on the side of the hill where this little house was being erected. And all the doors had to have just a certain touch that Mary would not have to shove hard; she could just push it, and it would latch together easy. Joseph wanted to see to this. It must have the special little touch to it.

L-31 And each Sunday, their custom would, set out there, and look across the valley, and talk about how the little gate must have a heart shape in, because they were in love. And the little table, how it must be built, and their furniture was going into the house...
And as they set there this day after the meal was over, and Anna the widowed mother of Mary was--said, "Children, you go on out on the porch. And I will do the dishes today."
And as she was doing the dishes, and Joseph set back and bragged on the cooking, of course... And--and they was looking across... They was remarking about the sermon they heard that morning.

L-32 "Oh," Mary said, "Joseph, did it not thrill your heart when the Rabbi spoke of the great God Who is over our people? Did not it thrill you when the Rabbi taken his text from over in Genesis or Exodus about the 13th chapter where he said that Pillar of Fire of the Angel of God would go before them? And how that God met Moses, the great prophet, in that Pillar of Fire, and spoke to him on the backside of the desert... And Jehovah was so mindful for His ancient people, Israel, that He could not forget them. And how He said, 'I've seen their toils and their sorrows. I remember My Word. And I've come down to deliver them.'"
"Oh," she said, "Joseph, did not that thrill your heart when the--the rabbi said, 'God said, "I remember My Word, My promise."'"


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