Read Luke 2:1-7.
Devotion by: Donna Krueger
Birth of Jesus
And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child. Luke 2:4-5
I awoke at midnight to discover that my water had broken. By 1 AM I was driving myself to the hospital as my husband was 4 and a half hours away in Miami. Good news, there is not much traffic on the Veteran’s Expressway at that hour. It is a wonder I was able to find my way to the hospital and drag myself and my duffle bag from the parking garage to the reception area.
Mary’s journey should make me feel better about my own. I’ve read her journey with Joseph from Nazareth to Bethlehem was about 90 miles, which was a long and perilous journey. Some scholars guess they traveled only 10 miles a day given Mary’s condition, sometimes over rough terrain. No A/C. No heat. No paved highway. No Google Maps. No bottled water. No coffee. For days.
Did she have an inkling of what lay ahead in the years to come? Did she know there were going to be moments of joy? For sure. But also wrenching heartache as she saw her child who she loved dearly being tortured and executed. Did she start in those early days before Jesus was even born to look to God for strength and wisdom? Did she pray silently on their journey during the day or while crying herself to sleep at night?
Do I? When I’m diagnosed with leukemia, do I look to Him? When I move to a city where I know no one, do I look to Him? When my husband loses his job, do I look to Him?
I think Mary did… and I must.