Joseph, Husband of Mary
Sleepless nights watching the baby who just happens to be God
The following is an excerpt from my new work of poetry and prose The Many Dreams of Joseph. You’re reading it here first on Things I Wrote Down.
Learn more about the series and link to each part of the serial here.
It is dark outside. The air is cold but clear because of the moonlight. When I exhale, my breath turns into a white cloud of mist that freez…