Mary's take on Baby Jesus.

[Scott_J]

Yikes! What a year! Joseph forgot to make reservations at the

Bethlehem Inn. (His carpentry projects aren't the only thing made out of

wood!) So they stick us in this stable full of stale hay and stinking

animals and guess what?

 

I go right into labor! "No problem," my obstetrician said, "make

the

trip."

 

Anyway, we have a new baby boy that we think is truly special, but it's

been a madhouse ever since. First, we can't agree on a name. Joseph

likes Immanuel; I'm holding out for Jesus. Next, all these shepherds

stop by to gawk (as if the smell wasn't bad enough already!). At least

these three camel jockeys brought gifts (ever try to exchange myrrh

without a receipt?). We can't get a good night's sleep with that stupid

star shining through the cracks in the ceiling, and every store in town

is sold out of swaddling.

 

Well, got to go. Joseph had another one of his goofy visions, so I guess

we're off to Egypt. This time, I make the reservations!

 

All my love,

 

Mary

 

 

 

[Minotaur]