I’m not sure what I am to do. My future wife is pregnant, and it is not mine. How can I stay with her? She is disgraced among our people. How can I be expected to raise this baby, as if it were mine? There was this angel. I think it was an angel… it could have simply been a dream. I feel like I have the weight of the world on my shoulders. How am I suppose to be a dad, to God’s only son? How do I discipline him? How do I teach him? How do I simply talk to him, knowing who he is? I’m just a simple man. Why was I chosen to bear this burden, and be blessed at the same time? There could be no greater honor, but I simply fell in love with a girl. Am I expected to help her deliver this child? Will there be help from above? An angel maybe? What am I to do when he arrives? Will I fall to my knees, or simply shout out, when I feel his beating heart? Just like Joseph, so many times we feel intimated by his presence. Maybe we feel overwhelmed, or we feel as if we are not worthy. Then our Lord takes us in his arms and reassures us… he simply loves. He simply cares. He simply forgives. There is no greater honor than to be one of his children.