Before and after school, she walked the same road day after day--sometimes in the rain, sometimes in the sun. Today was sunny but--. She heard car tires crunching gravel.
"Hey, church girl." The car was full of hooting and hollering boys from her class. "Jump in, we want to give you a ride." Laughter.
Even though a rain cloud moved to cover the sun, even though she felt a drop of rain, she told them, "That's okay. I'm fine."
More laughter as they drove away.
She prayed that they would stay away. She took a shortcut home, through the forest. Hoping they wouldn't find her, she came out on the old road. Things were o--. She heard tires crunching gravel. She looked around for a place to hide but--.
A commanding voice said, "Mary. Mary, get in the car." The car didn't look familiar. It was too expensive for their town.
The light rain shower became heavy. And somehow, Mary knew the voice couldn't be denied. She pulled open the car door and crawled into the bucket seat that hugged her body.
When she closed the door, the interior light went out like it always does in cars but a bright light remained, filling the car.
"Mary, You are God's precious child. With you, He is very pleased." The driver... The driver glowed with bright light. "I bring you tidings of great joy for onto you a child will be born, and you shall call him the prince of peace, the..."
by Abraham Hunter
Wishing you joy, happiness and peace
photo by ldyck20/12/22
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