1 How long, O Lord? will you
forget me for ever?
how long will you hide
your face from me?
2 How long shall I have
perplexity in my mind,
and grief in my heart,
day after day?
how long shall my enemy
triumph over me?
3 Look upon me and answer me,
O Lord my God;
give light to my eyes,
lest I sleep in death;
4 Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed over him,"
and my foes rejoice that I have fallen.
5 But I put my trust in your mercy;
my heart is joyful because of your saving help.
6 I will sing to the Lord,
or he has dealt with me richly;
I will praise the Name of the Lord Most High.
Psalm 13
Dear Mama and Papa,
I have made it safely to Aunt Elizabeth's home. Joseph drove the cart carefully and well. We had much time to talk, and he shared with me the dream he had. An angel spoke to him in a dream and told him that I was carrying the son of the most high. The angel told Joseph to not be afraid and to protect us in every way possible. Despite everything he wishes to marry me! I told him of my dreams, especially the one where the angel told me not to be afraid that God was with me. We both laughed and admitted we are still terrified!
I know all of this is so very hard for you. You have been so loving and supportive throughout my life. And this put you in danger as well as me. And I know, somehow, some way, our Lord will use this for the good of many. I appreciate you giving me time with Auntie. She has already cheered me up and made me laugh. She kidded about how the Lord had silenced her husband. And she too is afraid, because of her age and all. Yet she has really been encouraging me and teaching me what I need to know.
Joseph should have returned by now. I think he will want to make wedding arrangements with you. It will have to be done quietly. And Papa, I hope you will be kind to him. He's scared and worried that he is taking on more than he can handle. Pray for us, please. I need you love and support now more than ever.
love,
Mary
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