Two Men Named Joseph

Can you dare to imagine how it felt to take hold of the baby as it left Mary’s womb?

Knowing in your heart that this baby was different from all mankind.

Could it actually be the Christ, the savior the world has been waiting for?

What were Joseph of Natherith’s thoughts when he wrapped the crying baby in the swaddling clothes and wiped away the blood?

Could he actually be a part of a miracle?

Was God using him? A poor man, a carpenter to help bring salvation to the nation of Israel and then to the world?

I wonder what Joseph thought when he held Jesus’s little hand and looked into his eyes?

Were there tears of joy and wonderment of what was to be?

Can you dare to imagine how Joseph of Arimathea felt as he brought Jesus down from the cross?

Knowing that this man was from God.

Questioning if the kingdom he was waiting for had died with the body he now held.

Were his tears splashing upon the body as he wiped away the blood and pulled the nails from his hands and feet?

Was his heart fluttering and hands shaking as he wrapped the body with the clean linen he had bought?

Had emotional exhaustion flooded through him as he laid the body in the tomb and rolled the rock into place?

One who held our savior for the first time and one who held him for the last.

Published by Cora Darrah

Hello. My name is Cora. I live in Durham, North Carolina with my husband and two French Bulldogs, Vern and Bee. For thirty-two years, I taught children with unique needs. When I was eligible for retirement, I decided it was time to explore life from a different perspective. So with pen and paper, I have taken up blogging about two of the most extraordinary pets I know. More important than my pooches, is my relationship with God. I love God! He has blessed me with the gift of writing and I want to share what he is teaching me as I look through the eyes of four legged friends. So if you would like to experience how God works in all his creatures, join us on our adventure! When I first started blogging, my Frenchie, Carl inspired me through his crazy antics. But as life has it, Carl had to leave this world at the tender age of four. After a period of mourning for my little guy, I brought Vern home where he has ruled the roost. Oh, did I mention Bee, the Frenchie with a girl attitude and enough spunk to keep Vern in line. Come along beside us as we dive into God’s word and learn morsels of the treasures that only the scriptures can teach us. Vern and Bee would love to get to know you as well, so please feel free to follow us and share your comments….

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