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MARY:
You
know me through countless stories. I am Mary, the mother of Jesus.
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Much has been written about me, but a part of me still feels like that teenager whose
life was turned upside down by an angel who told me I was going to be the mother of
the Son of God. Before I knew it, Joseph and I were on our way to Bethlehem for
the census, and my time to deliver the Child was near. The city was crowded
and…well, you know the story. But what you don't know and can only imagine is
the overwhelming joy I felt when I saw Jesus for the first time. I drew Him close to
me, and wanted to keep Him forever. But I knew what had happened on this quiet,
holy night would change the world forever, and I could not hold on to Him as my
own.
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NARRATOR:
It came upon the midnight clear, that glorious song of old. From angels bending near
the earth, to touch their harps of gold. "Peace on the earth, good will to all" from
Heaven's all-gracious King. The world in solemn stillness lay to hear the angels
sing.
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