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Earths Birth

Mother Mary had a story too…

I had lived a good life and been a dutiful young girl.  When I met Joseph, I was taken with him, but I didn’t sleep with him.  When the angel let me know I was going to be the mother of the great profit I was skeptical.

Why was I the chosen one?  “Say what?  How do you think you’re going to get people to believe this?  What will the neighbors say?  How do you help Joseph understand this one? I’m just a young Jewish girl without means.”

If it hadn’t been for the census requirement of Caesar we wouldn’t have gone to the City of David.  I knew my due date was near.  There were so many people in town we couldn’t get an inn.  Joseph was able to get us a room in the stable in back.  Let me tell you, childbirth is no picnic!  I would have loved to have had my mother with me.  It all turned out okay though, and I laid the baby in a manger.

As God had promised, he provided.  It was amazing.  Joseph and I grew closer, and went on to have many children together.  He was a wonderful husband and father.

We named the baby Jesus, and he was an amazing child.  He had a quiet brilliance about him.  He was an old soul from the beginning and wise well beyond his years.  He was kind.  He learned the carpentry trade alongside Joseph, and grew into a fine young man.

At 30 he traveled as an itinerant teacher. He never traveled more than 200 miles from where he was born. He never lived in a big city. He never went to college. He never wrote a book. He never owned a home. He never had a family of his own. He never did many of the things that defined success.

In the end Jesus’s friends ran away from him and He was turned over to his enemies.  He went through the mockery of a trial.  His executioners gambled for the only piece of property he had; his coat.  When he was dead he was laid down in a borrowed grave.  Three days later he was back, and then they knew.

The world went on to define time by the birth of that son, Jesus.  It took 2000 years before everyone was able to wake up and see it for all that he was.  Kindness.  That was his message.  Be kind.  Share.  Give and take care of mankind.  Your life is God’s gift to you.  What you make of it is your gift to God.  Become someone God would be proud of.  Live by ten simple rules.  Eternity will depend upon it.

What is interesting to me is that it took mankind so long to hold hands and sing in peace and harmony.  That we would have one conscious thought as a world and change the belief system of the universe would be his final wish for us.  Kindness.  Love.  Compassion.  It is the women of the world who are the mothers.  The mothers and the women need to come together to share in the peace for the world and heal its wounds.  Hope is held in the hearts of the mothers.  We feel it in our breasts as we nurture the world.  This is the gift we were given as insightful and intuitive women.

For some reason the animal nature of man never was bred out of him, and our basic pack instincts inspire us to be mean and aggressive.  Man loves to bully others. We actually have to teach kindness. The hunter gatherer grew into civilization.  Technology continues to take us further. Mankind can help the world and shape the earth for the better.

All the Armies that have ever marched, or all the Navy’s ever built, or Parliaments that ever sat, or even all the Kings that ever reigned put together could not stop Jesus, and the energy they released to the Universe when they killed Jesus just made his points stronger.

It doesn’t matter what religion you claim.  We all acknowledge that Jesus did matter, and the world was changed as a result of his life here on earth.  Let us all hold hands, sing a song, and praise the King of Peace for Christmas this year.  Let us give thanks for his life and appreciate one another.  Let us live the message of kindness and giving.  Let us be thankful for mankind.  Let us love one another.

Earths Birth
Original artwork by Penny McManigal

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