We’re coming to the end of Epiphany, the celebration of the wise men visiting Mary and Jesus Baptism, but even with the birth of Christ, Bethlehem paid a terrible price. Here I imagine what it might have been like to be a mother who gave birth to her son the same time that Mary gave birth to Jesus.
Wonderfully thought provoking. Your words took me to a place I'd not been and made me feel ashamed for having never considered the agony of those mothers and fathers, my mind focused elsewhere. Pleased for your heroine's rise above anger and for the peace she found at last. Surely, the pain we carry is a burden for no one but us.
Wonderfully thought provoking. Your words took me to a place I'd not been and made me feel ashamed for having never considered the agony of those mothers and fathers, my mind focused elsewhere. Pleased for your heroine's rise above anger and for the peace she found at last. Surely, the pain we carry is a burden for no one but us.
You could write screen plays for "The Chosen," Katie. You write these stories so well.
I never thought of this story from the perspective of the parents whose sons were slain. Beautiful and interesting.