It is during that awful rock-bottom time, while he was contemplating divorce, during the time
when Joe’s dreams have turned into a living nightmare, that he made a startling discovery - God
of the Universe, the I AM THAT I AM was Himself personally invested in this
marriage of his…
Although, at the moment it felt not quite unlike God had butted
into his life rather... uninvited… Causing, at least for a while, this huge heartbreak and disruption and turmoil…
However, according to what the angel said, the
wedding was still on, with one tiny adjustment - a tiny Baby inside Mary’s womb…
Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to
take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy
Spirit. Matthew 1:19-20
All it took was less than two dozen words and Joseph let his
own dreams for his life, his own plans for his marriage slip, like a fistful of
sand rolls off the open palm of a child’s hand.
And Joe embraced the path of quiet obedience to the Voice of the Dream…
the Dream more real than any reality he could ever hold onto.
One foot in front of the other… enduring the voices of misunderstandings, enduring the voices of scorn, enduring the voices of ridicule and shame and ostracism…
Forfeiting his right to defend himself, to
explain, to clarify the misunderstanding…
For how does one explain the inexplicable?
For how do you clarify the unfathomable to the scorning, ridiculing crowd?
And in that process Joe learned to trust the
Voice of the Dream more than he trusted himself…
Do not fear,
Joseph...
You are a
part of a Dream Becoming Real…
Word
Becoming Flesh and Bones, Fingers and Toes…
God Becoming a Baby…
So, do not
fear…
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