A Meeting near Bethlehem
Posted By mindsinger on December 12, 2009
The crowd thinned out now and traveling would be easier. She picked up the waterskin and lifted it toward her mouth, then paused as two late travelers came abreast of her. A young man led a donkey with a woman on its back.
“Can you tell me if there is an inn nearby?” the man asked, “My wife is exhausted and we must find shelter quickly.”
“There’s not much room in Bethlehem these days,” she said. Her arm swept outward toward the many encampments. “But, if there is a place to be found, it will be the inn of Eli and Elisabeth. It’s just a short way up the road. They’re good people and will help you if they can.”
“ Thank you.” The man turned to his wife. “Mary, do you think you can make it a little further?”
“Yes, Joseph,” she answered, “but only a little. I must lie down.”
Her voice was faint and her lips trembled. Rachel could almost feel the exhaustion reflected in the young woman’s face. She offered the waterskin. “Would you like a drink?” she asked.
“Thank you, yes!” The girl’s hand trembled as she took the container from Rachel. “Ours ran out an hour ago.”
“You are kind!” The young man’s reserve dropped and he smiled at Rachel. “My name is Joseph and this is my wife, Mary. We are from Nazareth, here for the census.”
“Our ancestor, David, must have been fruitful! Bethlehem is filled to overflowing. Even the fields are full!” Rachel walked with the young couple until they reached the street on which her parents lived. Bidding them goodbye, she turned into it. Hope they find a bed at Eli’s. She looks nearer to having a child than I am!
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