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| “I’m pregnant.” She says again with a slight tone of embarrassment. Then there is a time of awkward silence where neither you nor your fiancé know quite what to say. The silence is finally broken when she says, “I know you are not going to believe me, but an angel came to me and said that I was going to have a baby even though I am still a virgin.” You walk out the door, past your wife to be, without saying anything and go straight to your room. An angel… yeah right. What are you going to do? Will you believe her story? You are so flustered that you can’t focus on anything. So you head back to the garage to try to take your mind off of the whole subject. You just can’t get any work done… all you can think about is what you are going to do about this baby. It’s not yours (you know that for a fact) but then is it really from God? No, it can’t be. You decided that you are going to break it off, but instead of publicly humiliating her, you are going to divorce her privately. You have no choice, but oh, the pain cuts so deep. The nails in your hands blur through quiet tears. It has been such a long day that you don’t even eat dinner. You just go to bed and collapse from mental fatigue. Are you making the right decision? You finally fall asleep, but then you have the most interesting dream that you have ever had. You see a shimmering being sitting beside you… something, someone, you have never seen before. He says that she really is going to have the Son of God. Then, he—it—was it an angel?—is gone. You wake up in a sweat. Oh boy, now what do you do? Was she really telling the truth? Is this an angel of God, or is it indigestion from the bean soup you ate yesterday? What will you do? Continued... |
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