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And it came to pass, Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria. And everyone were mandated to go to their own town to register.

The visitation_Nazarene Christi 08

At that time Mary got ready and hurried to a town in the hill country of Judea, where she entered Zechariah’s home.

The door was slightly closed, she knocked a few times without response from the occupants. A nieghbour taking his sheep to his farm, stopped by to enquire who she was. 

“I'm Mary. Elizabeth’s relative,”

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Days have gone by, and every effort she made to clarify things with Joseph was to no avail. Whenever she visits the workshop he either leaves her to the tools or snob her. At night he would go home without stopping at Mary’s, as if her house never existed again.
Joseph oiled the metal portion of his Monday hammer, leaving the wooden handle, hung it on a shelve at the far end of his workshop, brought in the furnished chairs he had kept outside for sampling, shut the Windows. Picked his hand bag and made for the door.
“Peace be with you, my son,”

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“Good morning, Nazareth,” Mary said as she flung open her window “You again?”
“I bring you cabbages, my lady,” Cabbage said, “Ten cents, each,”
“Go check my mom at the vine yard, I think she might be interested,” she felt a sharp movement in her belly, felt like vomiting, covered her mouth and rushed out of her room, passed the kitchen, and straight into the vineyard where she found herself vomiting lumps of what she had for dinner. Her mother who was busy with the vine and dropped her basket and rushed her child. She covered Mary's forehead with her palm, held her wrist for her pulse, and then listened to her stomach for possible symptoms. “You are pregnant! How come?"

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Anne returned home and met Mary who was busy stitching badges to a cloth, smiling.  She dropped the groceries she purchased, at the table, and enquired about her date. 

“Simply splendid. Less I forget, God sent a particular Gabriel to tell me that I would mother a child soon.”

“Are you trying to communicate something? I hope nothing happened over there?” Anne asked, pointing at her crotch.