Celtic Advent - Day VI - November 20
Yes, she reportedly traveled up to the hill country to talk with her cousin Elizabeth, but by then, she had already said 'yes' to the angel and was already "with child".
She said she was surprised when the man that would be my father made his way over to talk with her. She said she was "certain it would end that afternoon and she wouldn't ever see him again," but, to her amazement, at the end of the afternoon, he asked if he could see her again.
They dated for a few months and then my father was drafted into the army to fight in WWII. They decided to get married right away, which they did, and then, three weeks later, my father was gone to fight on the Pacific Front for four years.
Well, except sometimes in the middle of the night when he would wake up screaming and crying as he relived a scene from the battlefield.
I hope the story of Mary and Joseph inspires a Heavenly Annunciation in your life.
The Sound of the Genuine
There is in every person something that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in herself. There is in you something that waits and listens for the sound of the genuine in yourself. Nobody like you has ever been born. And no one like you will ever be born again.
You are the only one.
If you cannot hear it, the sound of the genuine in you, you will never find whatever it is for which you’re searching. And if you hear it and then do not follow it, it were better that he had never been born. You are the only you that has ever lived. Your idiom is the only idiom of its kind in all the existences. And if you cannot hear the sound of the genuine in you, you will all of your life spend your days on the ends of strings that somebody else pulls.