18 Now the birth of Jesus Christ was on this wise: When as his mother Mary was espoused to Joseph, before they came together, she was found with child of the Holy Ghost.
19 Then Joseph her husband, being a just man, and not willing to make her a public example, was minded to put her away privily.
20 But while he thought on these things, behold, the angel of the Lord appeared unto him in a dream, saying, Joseph, thou son of David, fear not to take unto thee Mary thy wife: for that which is conceived in her is of the Holy Ghost.
21 And she shall bring forth a son, and thou shalt call his name Jesus: for he shall save his people from their sins.
22 Now all this was done, that it might be fulfilled which was spoken of the Lord by the prophet, saying,
23 Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being interpreted is, God with us.
24 Then Joseph being raised from sleep did as the angel of the Lord had bidden him, and took unto him his wife:
25 And knew her not till she had brought forth her firstborn son: and he called his name Jesus.
AnnMS No one is all bad nor all good. I have horrible memories of my mother, but this is a recollection of someone who knew her well before I was born. I hope it gives you some perspective. O would be my mother and J would be her first husband.
The best example that I can give of O at that time is to relate
the following.
In 1965, I wed my 1st wife while attending the University of
Southern Mississippi. We were the proverbial starving college
students. No big wedding. Just Pand I, the preacher and a
one-legged Marine and his wife. I had been discharged from the Navy
several years before and we were really struggling. Our honeymoon
consisted of a borrowed VW bus, $65.00 and a one night reservation at
a Motel in Mobile. After our 1 night honeymoon, we looked for
something to do before returning to Hattiesburg. Aunt L had always
been my most favored aunt so we gave her a call and went to see them.
When we got there, O and J were there as well. O was
a surprise for I had been in the Navy at the time of their marriage
and didn’t know that J even had a wife.
J and O had just purchased a new home the next street over
from Aunt L. When she heard that P and I had only a 1 night
honeymoon, she insisted that she and J turn over their home to
P and I for the weekend. When our visit was over, they gave me the
keys to her new home and she and J stayed with Aunt Lo.
There had been a Shrimp Jubilee ( massive catch) that weekend and 16
count shrimp were selling for 9 cents a pound. I bought a cooler
full. Pat and I prepared the shrimp on Saturday night and invited the
rest of the Mobile family over. J brother, and
his family came over as well.
The next morning, everyone L and her family, Vand his family,
J& Oledta gathered at Aunt L and we all carpooled to the
Baptist Church which they all belonged to.
That is my single most outstanding memory of O. She was willing
to turn over her new home to her husband’s nephew and his bride so
that they had a honeymoon which was more than one night in a cheap
motel. Whatever else life brought on her later, that’s what I
remember about your Mom and that’s how I choose to remember her.
The next time that I saw O was the day of J death. I’ve
had no contact with her subsequent to that date. Some family members
have had contact but I do not know if it was favorable or not
favorable.
I am feeling extremely anxious over my job. I don’t know if I am being paranoid and reading things into something that isn’t there or if there are clues that I am going to be let go.\
I really am not over being fired in the Summer of 2013.
I’m a bit anxious on the job front as well — our chain of newspapers, which stretches across the country, is up for sale and likely will be sold off in regional “chunks” (L.A., NoCal., Colo., etc.).
We heard that there’s to be some kind of announcement in mid-January about a “decision” that’s been made regarding this, but no rumors have leaked yet.
Mostly likely (I think, but who knows) the announcement will be that a buyer has been identified and a sale is in process.
But it could be any number of scenarios, some worse than others.
For some reason, I’m feeling like the bottom is about to be pulled out from under us … But I’ve felt this way at several junctures in the past decade. We always manage to survive, if barely.
Most at risk for job losses if we’re acquired by another owner would be the upper-echelon editors. We reporters are essentially on the bottom of the rung, the worker bees, and are probably (for now) more secure than the higher-ups.
But no one’s really secure in this environment.
Everyone seems very anxious this Christmas where I work.
Sorry for the job anxiety. That is not a fun place to be. 😦
Prayers for a little girl, Isabella Rose, would be appreciated. She has RSV and is not doing well. She was air-lifted to a better hospital. She is six months old and only weighs 12 pounds, since she has other issues, as well.
My prayer partner just called, driving back from the Sacramento airport where she put her husband on a plane to Illinois–where doctors are keeping his father alive on oxygen until he can get there to say goodbye.
PP and I had a lengthy conversation, and I, frankly, fell apart crying–it brought back 19 years ago for me; catching a plane in a hurry, flying for five hours, expecting to arrive for a death at Christmas.
Their kids are all over the country; all were coming here for Christmas, everything is being rearranged. Could you pray for this family, please?
The dad is ready to go home, the family is ready to let him go, the timing, of course, is just so terribly bad.
Wandering Views 
AnnMS No one is all bad nor all good. I have horrible memories of my mother, but this is a recollection of someone who knew her well before I was born. I hope it gives you some perspective. O would be my mother and J would be her first husband.
The best example that I can give of O at that time is to relate
the following.
In 1965, I wed my 1st wife while attending the University of
Southern Mississippi. We were the proverbial starving college
students. No big wedding. Just Pand I, the preacher and a
one-legged Marine and his wife. I had been discharged from the Navy
several years before and we were really struggling. Our honeymoon
consisted of a borrowed VW bus, $65.00 and a one night reservation at
a Motel in Mobile. After our 1 night honeymoon, we looked for
something to do before returning to Hattiesburg. Aunt L had always
been my most favored aunt so we gave her a call and went to see them.
When we got there, O and J were there as well. O was
a surprise for I had been in the Navy at the time of their marriage
and didn’t know that J even had a wife.
J and O had just purchased a new home the next street over
from Aunt L. When she heard that P and I had only a 1 night
honeymoon, she insisted that she and J turn over their home to
P and I for the weekend. When our visit was over, they gave me the
keys to her new home and she and J stayed with Aunt Lo.
There had been a Shrimp Jubilee ( massive catch) that weekend and 16
count shrimp were selling for 9 cents a pound. I bought a cooler
full. Pat and I prepared the shrimp on Saturday night and invited the
rest of the Mobile family over. J brother, and
his family came over as well.
The next morning, everyone L and her family, Vand his family,
J& Oledta gathered at Aunt L and we all carpooled to the
Baptist Church which they all belonged to.
That is my single most outstanding memory of O. She was willing
to turn over her new home to her husband’s nephew and his bride so
that they had a honeymoon which was more than one night in a cheap
motel. Whatever else life brought on her later, that’s what I
remember about your Mom and that’s how I choose to remember her.
The next time that I saw O was the day of J death. I’ve
had no contact with her subsequent to that date. Some family members
have had contact but I do not know if it was favorable or not
favorable.
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I am feeling extremely anxious over my job. I don’t know if I am being paranoid and reading things into something that isn’t there or if there are clues that I am going to be let go.\
I really am not over being fired in the Summer of 2013.
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I’m a bit anxious on the job front as well — our chain of newspapers, which stretches across the country, is up for sale and likely will be sold off in regional “chunks” (L.A., NoCal., Colo., etc.).
We heard that there’s to be some kind of announcement in mid-January about a “decision” that’s been made regarding this, but no rumors have leaked yet.
Mostly likely (I think, but who knows) the announcement will be that a buyer has been identified and a sale is in process.
But it could be any number of scenarios, some worse than others.
For some reason, I’m feeling like the bottom is about to be pulled out from under us … But I’ve felt this way at several junctures in the past decade. We always manage to survive, if barely.
Most at risk for job losses if we’re acquired by another owner would be the upper-echelon editors. We reporters are essentially on the bottom of the rung, the worker bees, and are probably (for now) more secure than the higher-ups.
But no one’s really secure in this environment.
Everyone seems very anxious this Christmas where I work.
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Sorry for the job anxiety. That is not a fun place to be. 😦
Prayers for a little girl, Isabella Rose, would be appreciated. She has RSV and is not doing well. She was air-lifted to a better hospital. She is six months old and only weighs 12 pounds, since she has other issues, as well.
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I am not feeling well. Headache and nau so far. Prayers for wellness, please.sea
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I am feeling some better. Thanks for your felt prayers
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I am feeling some better. Thanks for your felt prayers.
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My prayer partner just called, driving back from the Sacramento airport where she put her husband on a plane to Illinois–where doctors are keeping his father alive on oxygen until he can get there to say goodbye.
PP and I had a lengthy conversation, and I, frankly, fell apart crying–it brought back 19 years ago for me; catching a plane in a hurry, flying for five hours, expecting to arrive for a death at Christmas.
Their kids are all over the country; all were coming here for Christmas, everything is being rearranged. Could you pray for this family, please?
The dad is ready to go home, the family is ready to let him go, the timing, of course, is just so terribly bad.
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Praying, Ann, Kim, Donna, Kathaleena, Janice and Michelle.
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Kim: Thanks for posting the story about your mom. And, for your prayers.
Thanks to everyone for holding me up in prayer during this emotional time. It is much appreciate.
Praying.
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