An angel told the old priest Zechariah that his wife would have a son. He was to be named John & would be filled with the Holy Spirit at conception for he was to prepare the way for Jesus. Old Zechariah did not believe that he & Elizabeth- after all these- would get pregnant.
The angel bearing God's message rermoved Zechariah's voice until John was born. Elizabeth was so stunned that she remain in hiding for 5 months until she was absolutely sure that she was indeed pregnant.
Woman were to bring babies into the world; those like Elizabeth, who could not, were considered in disgrace. I can see her walking to the well with her swollen belly. Her disgrace removed, she smiled and hummed as she drew the water; nodding to the the other woman, she returned home to prepare for the arrival of a miracle. The woman of the town would have much to talk about. They would make opportunities to visit Elizabeth- bringing a bit of extra cloth, some carded wool, clothes their children had worn. She would thank them and smile with a special glow.
Speechless Zechariah would have much to say and would sing a song of praise upon John's birth-day, but for now his doubt made him silent.
No, it wasn't a dream. It wasn't an illusion. It wasn't phantasmagoric. It was God's plan.
Tomorrow we will meet angel #2.
Selah-
Shalom, Connie
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The deepest heartaches can become heartstrings to God's joy, peace, and love.
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