We are almost at our final destination. I am feeling very tired now, yet strangely peaceful.
As our hosts pointed the way for us up the hill towards where we needed to go, we could hear people singing about a new born king. I could feel my little baby jump for joy inside me which took my mind back a few months to when I visited my cousin Elizabeth. I remembered how she told me that I would be blessed if I believed in God’s promise.
Although Joseph and I are tired, we are trusting, we are waiting.