A young and carefree lass agrees to carry babe and heed world pleas. The angel promised bliss for her despite the pain, she would incur.
Those days when all the worlds went wild to character of mom’s first child not joined in bond of perfect link with dad who cares what people think.
‘Twis at a visit she now learns of cuz Elizabeth’s concerns because her husband cannot speak. Conception makes him seem too weak.
But soon the countryside would know the prophet’s message seed would grow. Young Mary’s offspring would save souls, Elizabeth’s helped Him with goals.
Maturity changed landscapes form with wisdom’s grace above the norm. When justice moved from town to town some neighbors deemed them quite unsound.
As Mary’s offspring’s seasons ripe His cousin’s fame abates in hype. He knows his time is drawing nigh, He never balks or wonders why.
So quietly, He meets the day. And quietly He kneels to pray. For one of His betrays Him there with silver-shekels, coins of snare.
From there she learns upon the tree by son she bore in agony: Redeemer, Savior, God, her son who comes to save, His job is done.
This young and carefree lass so young agreed to surrogate God’s Son. A life of bliss now falls apart her pain like darts runs through her heart.
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