Mary, alleged to be the daughter of Joachim and Anne, albeit some say her father is Heil, has been planning for months for her upcoming marriage to Joseph. Since Joseph lays no claim to being the child’s father, one wonders what course he’ll take. Some of his strict Pharisee friends are urging him to have her stoned. “You should make an example of her,” they say, “so other young women will know we won’t tolerate such hanky panky.” Joseph is looking over all his options.
(three months later)
Seventy year old Elizabeth is pregnant! She has been seen in the market place chatting with her friends. Elizabet said we could expect earth shattering news coming from Nazareth real soon.
OUR FACT CHECKER: Someone bearing a child in their seventies is very rare. Our reliable source says that in Israel it has only happened once. Sarah, wife of Abraham, gave birth to Issac when she nigh on ninety years old.
COUPLE GOES INTO SECULSION
Zachariah isn’t answering any questions as to what went awry yesterday. He seems nervous and keep grabbing at his throat. All we could get from Elizabeth was her promise to contact us if their status changes, She suggested we check back with her three months.
“Viewing the past in the present tense”
WHAT’S GOING ON?
The temple faithful grew weary as they waited and waited for the elderly priest Zachariah to emerge from the Holy of Holies. When he did appear the people went into shock. Zachariah was waving his hands in the air and looking like he’d been tangling with Lucifer.
Has he gone mad? Did he have a heavenly visitor? No one seems to know. One thing is certain. Something big time happened to Zachariah while he performed his priestly duties today.
Elizaabeth, his wife, seemed befuddled. She shuffled him away from the crowd and they headed toward their hill country home.
Rumor is spreading like wildfire that Mary, engaged to our local carpenter Joseph, is pregenant. Joseph maintains he isn’t the father of the child and Mary says she has not been unfaithful to her promised marriage vows.
Check tomorrows edition for breaking news on this shocking event.
The Lord, my Shepherd, leads me. Sometimes we travel through lush meadows or linger by still waters. Often we wind our way through rough terrain, and I feel I can’t stand it anymore. Then, the Lord, my Shepherd, takes me by the hand, and I find strength to journey on.