The Winter Water Hazard – Conclusion

Johnny then turned and looked all the way around him said with a more determined tone, “Let’s head toward gap in the trees over there. If we can get out of these woods, I’m sure we can get back to the farm house.”

Susie immediately perked up and said, “Ok Johnny, lead on.”

So off they went. Johnny led and Susie followed closely behind him. After a bit, they were walking shoulder to shoulder. Each time one stepped on and snapped a fallen twig or branch they both jumped slightly and moved closer together.

Twenty minutes later at the edge of the forest, the sky had cleared, and they found themselves in very bright sunlight standing on an overhang that looked down over the valley that contained Susie’s grandparent’s farm. They could see the farmhouse and barn in the distance.

“Wow! That sun is bright!” said Johnny, shielding his eyes. “How did we end up all the way over here?”

“I don’t know, but I guess we walked farther than we thought. Look! There’s the old pond down there,” said Susie pointing off to her right and her familiar smile returning to her face.

“Wow! Somehow we managed to walk completely around it and end up all the way up here.”

“How do we get down there? I sure don’t want to go back the way we came.”

Johnny then pointed to the right but lower than Susie had, “It looks like there’s a trail over there that might take us down there. All we have to do is to follow this overhang till we get to it.”

Beaming at Johnny, Susie said, “Well? What are we waiting for?”

“I think we need to thank God for getting us out of the forest.”

“That’s right, Johnnie, we do. Let’s do it now.”

Once again they joined in prayer. “Thank you, Lord, for bringing us out of the forest.  Now help us to get back to the farm safely.” They looked at each other, and both said, “Amen!”

So off they went walking along the edge of the overhang and sometimes hanging onto tree branches to keep their balance.

Just as they approached the trail, they realized that they would have to cross a shallow, but wide and mostly frozen-over creek to get to it.

After looking at the creek, Johnny turned to Susie and said, “Whoa! That looks too wide to jump.”

Susie began craning her neck looking up and downstream to see if there was another spot they could cross. “The underbrush is too thick to try anywhere else. It looks like we have to cross here or go back through the woods.”

Just then Johnny spotted a low branch hanging over the creek. “You know, we might be able to grab that branch and swing across.”

Before Susie could respond, Johnny had jumped up to grab the branch. He got a hold of it and began to swing but couldn’t hold on all the way across. He dropped onto the icy creek bed, and his feet immediately began to slide downstream.

Susie watched in horror as Johnny began to fall and reached out to catch him but only succeeded in grabbing his coat pocket. That grip on Johnny pulled her off balance toward the creek bed, and she fell toward him.

Soon the two of them were sliding down the iced over creek bed like it was a bobsled course. Johnny was feet first with Susie still gripping his pocket going down headfirst.

They careened downhill at getting faster by the minute, all the time bouncing off of the creek sides until they eventually shot out of the creek bed and across the old pond. At that point, they began spinning around like cartwheels.

They eventually came to a stop near the far side of the creek where they sat up and tried to get their bearings. Johnny was just about to speak up when they heard a familiar voice, “If you two are done with your ice dancing, maybe you’d like a ride back to the house.”

They looked up to see Susie’s Grampa Johnny with his horse drawn wagon at the edge of pond chuckling. Susie and Johnny looked at each other and then they began to laugh too.

The Winter Water Hazard – Part 1

The Winter Water Hazard

By: S.C. Mathisen

“Come on Johnny, let’s go! I want to skate on the old pond today. We’re only here in Millville visiting my grandparents for a week.” Susie said trying to encourage her friend Johnny to hurry into his coat, hat, and mittens.

“I am hurrying, Susie,” Johnny said sounding like he was already out of breath.

He had already put on two extra sweaters, long johns and an extra set of wool socks and was bent over trying to reach the laces of his hi-top insulated winter boots and just barely reaching them. Between the extra layers of clothing and the extra layers of Johnny’s round stomach, the laces were almost out of his reach. But he finally did get them and was now finishing up the final knot on his right boot.

“There, I’ve got the boots laced up. All I need to do now is to put on my hat and scarf and coat and get my mittens on. You can never be too careful out in winter weather. Especially here in upper Minnesota! It’s really cold up here!”

“Great, now let’s go. We want to get out there and get back before it gets dark.” Susie said in eager anticipation.

When Johnny was finally ready, they headed for the back door. Johnny detoured slightly to pick up a handful of oatmeal raisin cookies, wrap them carefully in a napkin and put them in one of his over-large coat pockets.

After going out the door and walking across the wide driveway, they passed the barn and followed a path that took them across the cornfields plowed under after the harvest. The sky was a dull, steely gray and the ground was covered with white frost and. They could see each breath they took. They talked excitedly about how much fun it was going to be to skate on a real frozen pond instead of the ice rink they practiced on back home in Crescent City.

After walking across fields for a time, the path led into what looked like a small bunch of trees.

“I think the pond is just on the other side of these trees,” said Susie.

“Wow, it sure is farther than I thought it would be,” said Johnny as he slowed down to look up and around at all the tall trees.

“Come on Johnny, keep up!  It’s starting to snow.”

“I’m coming. I was just noticing how weird it is in here with all these trees covered in snow.”

“Yup, but we should be out of the woods in a couple of minutes if we walk fast.”

“Walk fast, that’s a really good idea. It’s kinda creepy in here. The snow is starting to come down real hard, the sky is getting to be a real dark gray, and it’s getting hard to see.”

Johnny picked up the pace and started walking really fast. He began walking so fast Susie had trouble keeping up with him. The only sound was their feet rapidly crunching in the new fallen snow.

After several minutes of walking, taking different turns to follow what Susie thought was the path, she said with a little quiver in her voice, “Johnny, does it seem like it’s getting darker instead of lighter?”

“Y-y-yes. I was hoping you wouldn’t notice and get scared. Why do you think I’m walking so fast?”

“Maybe we should turn around and go back,” said the quivering voice.

Johnny stopped suddenly and pointed toward his left, “look there’s a clearing over there. Maybe we should go that way.”

“Well, Ok.”

Johnny turned to his friend and said, “I thought you knew your way around on this farm. You should be the one giving directions. Are you lost?”

Susie looked around with a puzzled look on her face, “I thought I knew the way. I just don’t remember the woods taking this long to get through. I might be a little confused.”

“Oh great, you’re lost. And if you’re lost I’m lost too. Can you find your way back out of here?”

Trying to sound braver and more confident than she really felt Susie said: “Sure, we just go back the way we came.”

“Right, we took so many twists and turns on the way here, I lost track of where we came from. I bet you did too!”

“I think I know what we need to do.”

“So do I, we need to pray. God know where we are and He can keep us safe.”

Susie smiled broadly, “That’s right Johnnie. He can and He will!”

Johnny began, “Lord, you know where we are and how to get us out of here. Please show us the way out.”

Susie joined in, “Yes Jesus, please help us to find our way out.”

They both said together “Amen!”

Jairus Daughter – Conclusion

Well, by now I had figured out that this man was Jesus. He bent down and took Papa by his hand, pulling him up to his feet. Jesus looked him right in the eye and said to him, “Take me to her.” Papa stared into Jesus’ eyes for what seemed like a really long time and then he did something else that surprised me. He said in a very reverent tone, “Yes, rabbi.” and then began to quickly lead Jesus back up the street toward our house. I took off running as fast as I could back to the house so that I could tell Mama that Papa was coming home and bringing Jesus with him. Just before I reached the door of our house I heard people wailing and moaning. I had heard those sounds before, when someone had died. I got a real sick feeling in my stomach that something really bad had happened. I ran inside to find Mama and the other women wailing over Naomi. They were lamenting that she was dead. “Oh, NO!” I thought to myself, not after what Papa had just done, risking everything by defying his friends from the synagogue. Jesus is getting here too late.

I just stood there for a minute looking at my sister. She didn’t look dead to me. She couldn’t be dead. She was too young. This couldn’t happen to my sister. I was suddenly overcome with a deep sadness. And then I felt angry that God would allow this to happen. I was very angry. Then I heard a lot of voices outside. Papa must be arriving with Jesus. Mama was going out the door to stop them from coming in. I ran out right behind her to see what was going on. One of the women had sent a message to Papa telling him not to bother bringing Jesus, that it was too late. When I got outside, I could see them talking. Mama and Papa were both standing there with Jesus in the street outside of our home. One of the women kept repeating that Naomi was dead and that they should not come into the house. She said that they needed to begin the preparation of the body for burial and that Jesus would be in the way.

Mama and Papa looked at each other and then they both looked at Jesus as if he was going to tell them what to do. He did. He looked at each of them and then said, “Don’t listen to them and don’t be afraid. Just trust me.” He then moved past them toward the house. People were laughing at him, but he just ignored them. On the way in he told everyone to move away from the house. He called to Mama and Papa and to three of his disciples to follow him. They all went in the house with him. I ran over to the window so that I could see in. When I got there, Jesus was telling the other people that were in the house to leave. No one argued. They just left. Somehow people just obeyed him. Once everyone was outside except Mama, Papa, Jesus and his three disciples, he went to where Naomi laid, leaned over, took her by the hand and said to her, “Get up little girl.” I tell you it was like she had just been lying there waiting for him to show up and say that. She just popped right up as though nothing had ever been wrong with her. She looked at Jesus for a minute, put her hand on top of his hand and smiled at him.

Then she got up and walked right over to Mama and Papa and hugged them. It was amazing! I ran inside and got a hug of my own. I then looked at Jesus. He also looked at me. I felt something warm inside of me when he did that. I knew at that moment, deep in my heart that he had been sent from God. I understood later that He was the Son of God. But, anyway, life was never the same after that for my family.

Before Jesus left, he made sure that Mama got something for Naomi to eat. He wouldn’t stay to eat himself, but we made it a point to take food to him and his disciples every time they passed through our town. We all became followers of Jesus. I still didn’t understand a lot of things but I did understand that God loves us and cares for us more than we can ever imagine. And I will never forget the day that God sent Jesus to our house to prove how much He loves us.

Eber and the Tower – Part 7

The king made his entrance onto a balcony overseeing the courtyard, horns blaring. The guards commanded everyone to be quiet under threat of death. The king began to speak.

“Citizens of the great kingdom of Babel, thank you for meeting with me here today. It has come to my attention that the farmers of the valley do not want to sell me their crops of hay. No, I am told that they prefer to make their hay a gift to their king. Isn’t that generous?”

There was confusion and a great commotion amongst the farmers at this announcement.

“And indeed, they even wish to offer their sons as laborers for this mighty work of their king.”

Now the commotion grew louder as the farmers protested at the top of their lungs.

“I wish to thank you for your generosity and to promise you that if you should change your minds about this gift, I will have to make an example of one of your sons, to encourage you to continue your generosity until we have completed this tower that will reach up to the heavens.

As you can see, the tower is going to be completed soon because of your help. It will demonstrate the greatness of your king and his kingdom and new gods that I choose for us to worship.”

The commotion raised by the farmers continued to grow even louder in protest to what they were hearing.

“I can see that there are those among you who are not in complete agreement with my wishes, and are perhaps clinging to those old superstitions about the God of Noah. I am greater than any God of Noah; I am Nimrod, the most powerful warrior of all time. I will now show you that I mean what I say. Guards, take the boy that was selected to serve as a sacrifice to my will.”

The guards grabbed Joktan and pulled him to the center of the courtyard. He was surrounded by guards with spears pointed at him. Now instead of being filled with confidence, Joktan was suddenly filled with fear as he stared at the guards and their weapons.

The king resumed his speech.

“This tower and this city are a tribute to me, your king. You all owe me everything you have because I am the king. This tower is a tribute to me and what I can do. I will show you what happens to the sons of those that choose their mythical god over their service to me. Guards, exebla ga zornin!”

Suddenly no one could understand the king’s words any longer. When the guards asked each other what the king said, they couldn’t understand each other either.

The same thing was happening all over town and up on the tower. The workers couldn’t understand the foremen or each other, and they began to go back down to the ground where everyone was shouting at the tops of their lungs. Slowly small groups of those that could understand each other began to form and move off in one direction or another.

The same thing happened in the courtyard. The king continued to shout at the top of his lungs, but with so many other people doing the same he could not be heard. The sons and the fathers broke free from the confused guards.

Eber and Adah found Peleg. They were relieved they could still understand each other in their normal language. Together they looked until they found Joktan and sadly found that they could no longer understand him or he them. After a number of fruitless attempts to talk with him, Joktan grew angry and ran away.

When Eber and Peleg got home, they discovered that they same thing had happened there. Families were scattered all over the land as they tried to find groups of people they could communicate with. They found Joktan with a group of people that understood him, and he eventually migrated away from Babel with them, never to see his family again.

God was faithful and saved those who trusted in him. The others were scattered around the world as He had originally commanded. When you believe and obey, God is faithful, just you wait and see.

Eber and the Tower – Part 5

Please forgive the gap in story sections. Between the holidays and getting my editing business running again, I have been very busy. Here we go!

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Just as Eber was preparing for his meeting and Peleg went out to meet his friends, Leban and the foreman were plotting with some of their men.

Leban stood up and spoke to the men.

“I have heard that our leading citizen Eber is calling a meeting of the farmers in the valley tonight at his home to convince them to resist the king’s demand for all of their hay. Gentlemen, the king has told me to make sure that this resistance fails. We have Eber’s oldest son Joktan in our custody, supposedly as a hostage, to convince his father to go along. Actually, Joktan is a willing participant in this ruse and is on our side. I want some of you to go to that meeting at Eber’s farm tonight and remind the farmers why they should go along with us. I suggest that you take a wagon and kidnap a son from each farm to help convince their fathers to go along. The king may also send out some troops to speed things up. I hear that he wants to bring things to a head tomorrow. “

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Peleg left the house just as the moon was rising and arrived in the hayfield. He and a group of about ten boys were ready to go and rescue Joktan. After some talking and organization by Peleg, they headed off for the tower construction site quickly and quietly. The plan was to create a disturbance outside to draw the attention of the guards, get inside the shack, overpower any remaining guards and rescue Joktan.

# # #

At Eber’s home, there was much talk. After an hour or more, Eber finally convinced most of them that they should stand against the king in obedience to the Lord. They were frightened, but Eber promised them that the Lord would help them stand against the king. They elected Eber as their emissary to the king to deliver their refusal. Just as they were taking the final vote, there was a loud knock at the door.

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When Peleg and the other boys arrived at the construction site, Peleg sent some of them around the north side of the tower while he and the others went around the south side so that they could approach the shack from both sides. The two forces each stopped around fifty yards from either side of the shack and waited while Peleg crept up to the shack to make sure that Joktan was still inside and safe. As he crept up underneath the window, he could hear voices very clearly inside the shack and one of them was Joktan’s. He wasn’t sure, but it sounded like they were playing some sort of game. But, it was clear that they were not expecting an attack of any sort. Peleg signaled the boys to begin the rescue.

The ones from the north started whooping and hollering while running past the entrance of the shack toward the south pausing just long enough for the guards to come out and follow them.

The boys from the south circled around the west side of the shack, pounding the outside with sticks. As they did that, Peleg and a couple of the larger boys rushed in through the front door. Once inside Peleg found Joktan sitting at the table with a couple of guards playing a game.

Peleg closed the door and said to his brother, “Come on Joktan, we have the place surrounded. Let’s go!” The other boys had no trouble overpowering the two guards and tying them up.

Joktan stared at his brother, clearly surprised he said, “Peleg, what are you doing here?”

“We’ve come to rescue you brother, me and all of our friends in the valley. Now come on, let’s go before those other guards get back.”

Joktan looked hard at his brother and said, “Peleg, I’m not going back with you.”

“What? What is wrong with you? You told me to go home and tell Pop. I did that. He told me not to come back after you, but I got our friends together and did it anyway. We have risked a lot to get you out of here, and you are coming home.”

“No, you don’t understand…I…I…”

At that moment, a lot of shouting and yelling started outside the shack. The door burst open, and a dozen of the king’s soldiers entered capturing Peleg, Joktan and the boys that were inside.

The soldier’s commander pointed at Joktan and Peleg and said, “You two are going to spend the rest of the night in prison, the king wants to see you in the morning, and he is not happy.”

Joktan and Peleg looked at each other and began to protest to the commander, but he just ignored them as their arms were bound and they were hauled off roughly by the soldiers.

Eber and the Tower – Part 4

Adah entered the house to find her husband Eber sitting slumped at the table, his face buried in his hands. Peleg was with him.

“Eber, what did those men want and where is Joktan? I haven’t seen him since breakfast.”

Eber stood up slowly and extended his hands toward his wife, “Adah, you had better sit down.”

“What is going on Eber? Has…something happened to Joktan?”

“Adah my dear, please sit down,” Eber said as he gently took his wife by the arm and guided her to a seat at the table. Once she was settled Eber took a deep breath and began to speak.

“Those men were from the king. They were here to tell me that unless we sold our entire hay crop to the tower construction project and convinced all of our neighbors to do the same they would hurt Joktan or…worse.”

“But how do we know what they are saying is true? How do we know they have Joktan?”

Peleg spoke up “Mother, I know for a fact they’ve captured Joktan. I saw them do it.” Peleg then told his mother about the capture, their fight with the guards and Joktan sending him home to tell their father.

There was silence for a moment and then Adah spoke up forcefully. “All right, what are we going to do about this?”

“Pop, I have an idea!”

“That’s good son, hold onto it, I’ll want to hear it in a few minutes. Adah, you and Peleg need to understand that this situation has placed us in direct opposition to the king who is determined to flaunt his power and is determined to go against the will of the Lord. I believe that God is calling us to oppose the king. But, in order to know the best course of action, we need to pray and seek His guidance.”

With that, Eber, Adah and Peleg all slipped to their knees. Eber led his family in confession of sins for themselves and for their community and in an impassioned plea for guidance from the Lord on how to restore themselves and their community to right standing with the God of heaven.

There was silence for some time after Eber stopped praying out loud. Finally he stood and said “All right, I think the Lord has given me a plan. But first, Peleg, what did you have to say son?”

“Pop, we’ve got to fight. Those men who took Joktan really mean what they say. I know…I tried to fight them off. Let me get some of my friends. I know where they’ve got him tied up.”

“No son, I don’t want you to try to rescue your brother. That is way too risky. I do not want to lose you too. I’ll have a meeting with the other farmers in the valley. I will try to convince them to resist the king’s men and then to figure out a way to get your brother back safely.”

Eber left immediately to begin talking with his neighbors. Adah came and stood beside Peleg and said, “Peleg, do you really think that you and some of your friends could rescue Joktan?”

Peleg looked into his mother’s eyes.

“Yes I do. He’s being held in a shack around the east side of the tower construction site. If I can round up a half a dozen or so of our friends, I’m sure that we could rescue him. Let me go and talk to our friends. If they agree, we can do it tonight.”

Adah looked out the window to see Eber riding off to talk to the other farmers, “Please do so my son. I won’t say a word to your father. He may be angry with you but he will also rejoice to see Joktan back home again. I will see to that.”

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Eber went to each of the farmers in the valley. They had all been threatened by the king’s men and were angry at being forced to sell their entire crop leaving them with nothing to feed their stock. None could survive such an action. But, they were also frightened of refusing the king. Eber reminded them of the Lord’s command to Great Grandfather Noah. Not all of them even remembered the command of the Lord. Many had forgotten it and were not sure that they even believed in the Lord anymore since He seemed to be doing nothing to help them against the king.

Eber got them to agree to meet together that night at his farm to discuss the problem. He also got them to promise to pray that the Lord would bless their meeting and give them wisdom to know what to do. Eber headed home tired but convinced he was doing the right thing.

In the meantime, Peleg was also making the rounds of his friends getting them to agree to go with him to rescue Joktan that night. They were to meet Peleg in his father’s hayfield that night when the moon rose.

“Adah, the other farmers will be here shortly after supper so we can discuss if we are to resist the king and then how we are going to do it if we agree that we want to.”

Adah was thoughtful in her response, “My husband, how would you resist the power of the king? After all, couldn’t he just kill us all and take what he wants?”

Eber took a sip of his water and responded, “Yes he could, but that would cause dissension among the people in the city and then there would be no one to grow and harvest the food for the people. They are city people and they cannot grow food. Furthermore, after much prayer, I am sure that resisting the king is what the Lord would have us to do. He commanded us to ‘be fruitful, multiply and fill the earth’ we are not obeying the Lord by building a single large city for everyone to live in. Also, that tower is just being built by the king to demonstrate his power. I have heard that the king believes that he is more powerful and more important than the Lord. I have a feeling that the Lord will step in to block its completion. We farmers need to resist the king and show our allegiance to the Lord. God will take care of the rest. I believe that. I also believe that the Lord will watch over Joktan. I will explain this to our neighbors tonight when we meet together.”

When they were done eating Peleg told his father, “Pop, I’m going to go out for a little bit while you are having your meeting and talk with some of my friends about how we can show our support for your resistance. I think that it’s important for the sons of these men to understand what you and I believe.”

“You go ahead son. I will pray that you succeed in doing that. It will help us all to be of one mind.”

Two Shepherds

“Jacob, how long are you going to lie there and stare at the night sky?”

“As long as I need to Zebedee, I’ve been watching this star every night for the last several months, and it seems to be getting closer and closer every night. I can’t figure it out.”

“We need to get back to the flock; I’m worried that those Roman soldiers will decide to help themselves to a couple of our sheep while we are away from them.”

“All right, all right, I’m ready to go back now. I made a few notes on the position tonight. It looks like it is straight above that little village of Bethlehem. Maybe we’ll go in there in the morning and look around.”

“Help me gather up our things here, Jacob. You know, after this season is over, I’m going to head back up to Galilee and take my uncle up on his offer to teach me fishing and to set me up with a fishing boat. I am getting really tired of sleeping outside on the hard ground every night, watching a bunch of smelly sheep.”

“That sounds pretty good, Zebedee, but I like being out here. I especially like it at night when I can watch the stars. Ok, I’ve got the food; let’s get back to the sheep.”

The two shepherds head back over several small hills to the small field where they had left their herd. Jacob looks back over his shoulder at the star that has captured his imagination, and Zebedee scans the horizon for any signs of Roman patrols.

“Jacob, why does that star fascinate you so much? After all, the night sky is full of stars. What is so special about that one?”

“I don’t really know Zebedee, for some reason it reminds me of the Lord’s promise to send the Messiah. You know, I heard from a passing caravan yesterday that there was a strange caravan of royal astrologers in the area from some country far away to the east. I heard they were here because they had been following a star all the way from their country. I wonder if it’s the same star. I’d like to run into them and ask them a few questions.”

“Sounds kind of crazy to me. No one believes any of that Messiah stuff anymore.”

“But don’t you remember all the prophecies from synagogue school? One of them talked about a star!”

“Jacob, come on! All of that stuff is just old, tired stories to tell the kiddies at bedtime. If God was going to send a messiah, he wouldn’t have let us get conquered by the Romans. If He exists, He’s off doing other things and has cut us loose to take care of ourselves. Come on, we need to get back to the sheep.”

“I don’t care what most people think, Zebedee. I believe the stories, and I think that star has something to do with them. I just have a feeling about it.”

“Great! Wonderful for you. Me, I just want to get back to the sheep and get some sleep. All this stargazing is depriving me of some well-deserved sleep.”

The two shepherds arrived back where they had left the sheep and begin laying out their sleeping gear and soon settle down for some sleep.

“Here we are, Zebedee. The sheep are right down there in that field all nestled in for the night, and we are here with them. Let’s call it a night. I sure wish that caravan from the east would come by here. I’d like to talk to those men.”

A couple of hours later:

Zebedee awakes. He hears something that sounds like singing. Then, his eyes are almost blinded by a bright light.

“Jacob, what’s that in the sky? It can’t be morning already.”

“What? What do you want?” He cups his hand over his eyes. “Wow! That is really bright!”

“I’m scared,” said Zebedee.

“ I am too,” replied Jacob.

A third voice speaks. The voice seems to come from everywhere.

“Don’t be afraid!”

“Who said that?” asked Zebedee.

“Is that you, Simon?” asked Jacob, in a shaky voice.

“Don’t be afraid!” the voice repeated. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people. The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David! And you will recognize Him by this sign: You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.”

Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God, and saying, “Glory to God in highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.”

angel-shepherds

When the angels had returned to heaven, the shepherds just looked at each other.

“Jacob,” said Zebedee, “remember all that stuff about not believing all those old stories?”

Jacob looked at his friend, smiled, and said, “Yes?”

“I’ve changed my mind. I do believe them now. ALL of them. Let’s go to Bethlehem! Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”

They hurried to the village and arrived just as the sun was coming up. After asking all around, they found Mary and Joseph in a stable with their baby boy, lying in the manger.

When they saw Him, they both went weak in the knees, knelt, and worshiped Him. They told Mary and Joseph what had happened to them, and they both were amazed.

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Afterward, they told everyone they met what had happened and what the angel had said about this child and where to find Him.

All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished. Many came to worship Him as well.