Pain | Beauty
Darkness.
Stillness.
A tiny heart fluttering,
beating,
thumping
within.
.
My hand rests over the pulsing life
inside of me.
.
Sweat and tears mingle on my face,
I am exhausted.
I am just a girl,
only a girl,
and the Creator of the Universe
chose to come to earth
through
me.
.
I know the time is coming near,
I can feel it
in my body.
.
He is coming soon.
.
I take Joseph’s hand,
and meet his eyes.
Are you ready? he asks me.
Are you ready?
He’s coming soon.
.
Then the pain changes
I can feel it–
it hurts–
it hurts–
.
I cry out.
.
On the floor of this little stable
Joseph holds me
in his strong arms.
.
All he can do is be with me
as pain
brings life
into
this world.
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About The Author
Abby
Abby is a teenaged writer who loves using her words for Jesus, to seek and point out beauty in the ordinary. When she isn't writing, you can find her jamming on her guitar, which she fondly calls "Raymond Fender the First", sitting on porches, or reading.
Wow Abby, I have chill bumps. I could see it!
God is so amazing.
– Ally
He really is! Thanks, Ally.
Woah, Abby. That was truly stunning! God is good!
Thank you, Grace!😊 Indeed he is!
I loved how you showed the beauty of her suffering. Truly great job!
It’s so amazing to think that Mary really was just a girl. She was probably a teenager, probably about 14 or 15–my age. And the Lord chose her. This is amazing, Abby. Thanks for sharing.