Sad Day

Today was the worst day ever. I never wanted to ever live to see my son die, let alone hammered to a cross in front of a large crowd. I have been very low key lately. I have not had many encounters with my son in a long time and I was ready to die when Mary told me that Jesus had been captured. Mary and John were so sad because they loved him so much and they were so close. I felt terrible because I never got to tell him how much I loved him... It hurts me so much inside :'(

The Angels

I remember the time when i first heard my son Jesus would be born. My wife told me that the Holy Spirit placed a baby in her womb and I was so hurt and I was contemplating whether or not I would have her stoned. I was laying in my bed and I felt like I was falling asleep when some angels came into my room. I could not believe what I was seeing but what I hearing was just as crazy. They were confirming that what Mary said was true and that the Holy Spirit did get her pregnant. I trusted her from then on and she gave me the greatest gift ever.... JESUS!

Lost and Found

One day I was walking with my family on the way back home from passover and the strangest thing happened. A few hours went by and Mary and I noticed that Jesus was no longer walking with us. We retraced our steps looking for our little boy until we got all the way back to the temple. When we got back to the temple we found our son preaching and speaking the Word of the Lord. When we asked what he was doing he simply said, "I am doing my daddy's work".