Now let's get back to our main story; we will always have time to retake the thread of this Divine History.

In the days before the Birth of our Almighty King, Jesus Christ, the Civilization was in the hands of a pack of fools. No matter where a man set his eyes darkness were shining with the bright of a demon’s soul. Confusion was everywhere. And those who had the world beneath their feet could not see a Mankind ruled not by their passions and weapons. Mankind had been many times before through hard days of squizoid behavior, but that what made specials those days about the Birth of Jesus Christ was the way all the nations had joined on the stage to deliver the Future of Civilization to a hopeless state of mind. Jews, Romans, Greeks, Arabs, Persians, Spaniards, barbarians from the East and the West, nobody could dream a way out of hell. Life was hell and there was nothing to do about it. Slaves could change of master but their chains remained. Gods and goddess drank the blood from the hearts of men, and the only thing common men could do about it it was to be lucky and be not the chosen one born to satisfy their bloody thirst. Babylonians, Assyrians, Egyptians, Persians, Greeks, Romans, they were all of them the evolution of a same creature born to live in hell. In those days not a single man could dream with a future without slaves, gods, swords, a future where the lion and the lamb would share the same land and black and white men would walk together hand by hand, sons of the same heavenly Father. The Future they saw, if they saw any, it was just a worsening of the world they were living in and nobody could change their lot.

...But on the right corner of the Mediterranean shores "the dreamer" was born. Her name was Joseph.

Joseph was a carpenter, a brave man and a very hard worker. Born in Bethlehem, heir of his father, son of a very good family, Joseph surprised all his family and relatives the day he jumped on his horse and broke through the other side of the Judean Mountains without a reason why. He just left behind his house and began wandering from south to north.

Joseph the carpenter was a son of David by birth, from the blood line of Natham. Natham was the son of the King of the Hebrews who stormed his way in the palace of the very Killer of Goliath. And like his ancestor, Joseph, son of Heli, from the house of the Carpenters of Bethlehem, he did not bother about the opinion of women and men. He had a secret and his secret was his life’s north star. And being a man of God he wouldn’t unseal his secret to nobody in the world. Not even to his brothers and sisters.

That day, the day Joseph left his house behind, he wrote a before and an after in his life and in the life of the entire world.

...This Joseph, "the nomad carpenter", was a good looking man in his forties when he left his father’s home. He was a strong and tall man, according to the average height of those times. The look in his eyes was the look of a man who knows how to fight for his life and he’s ready to sell it to a very high price. At the same time his heart was all peace because the faith he had it was stronger that his muscles and harder than his bones. And his faith was that he was born to bring to the world the King, the Son of David. And because the time to meet his bride and future wife, mother of the future King had come, he left everything behind and headed north to take Mary for wife.

..At his father’s deathbed Joseph swore to God that he shall wait for his bride to get free from the Oath she had made to the Lord, and he would wait for Mary no matter how many years.

...And many years were gone. The young Joseph in his flowering strength had turned into an iron man with a golden heart. Those who did not know the real Joseph they saw the iron man, and they found his refusal to get married a very strange thing. Was he a Roman or a Greek? Well, you know, Roman and Greeks, all pigs. But a Jew, hey man, he got to get himself a woman and bring children to the army of the Lord. Even for a poor Jew is out there a woman crazy about sharing. A man like Joseph, heir of the House of the Carpenters of Bethlehem, and thanks to God a good looking man, well, something had to be wrong.

...Joseph used to laugh about people’s advice. But family is another matter. He had to cut the conversation with his brothers and sisters on this matter quiet many times. He would never tell them why he couldn’t get marry yet. They wanted to know just that, why he could not choose a woman, make children, be happy, do as his own father has done. What was his problem? Joseph would not accept from nobody any advice about his future. At the moment the conversation got near the core of his secret he used to walk away accepting a word from no one.

...Anyway, when the day came Joseph, son of Heli, son of Rhesa, son of Zerubabel, son of Natham, son of David, jumped on his beautiful as a northern star horse, packed his carpenter tools on three mules and one donkey, waved bye and left home saying nobody where he was heading for. And as he was riding north Joseph's mind gave way to his memory.

He could see as it had just happened yesterday ... Elisabeth, Zechariahs's wife, coming home after the funeral of Jacob of Nazareth. As a matter of fact Anne, Mary´s mother, was Elizabeth little sister.

The moment Jacob's death news hit Jerusalem, where Anne was born and grown, Elizabeth and Cleophas, Annes's father, run to Nazareth. They stood a long time in Nazareth, and when they came back Elizabeth met Joseph right away, made him take a seat and revealed to him the “Oath” Mary had taken: She would not marry untill her little brother, Cleophas, a little thing in his milky days, got himself a woman and had his own children.

Elizabeth said to Joseph: “A young man, in the prime of life, so much in love with the one and only woman he had never been with, father of six children, a man who was never sick, a man who did never seem to get tired, and he died suddenly, leaving a woman in love, a woman whose soul was a rich field that could not help turning into wonderful trees her man's blood! The most beautiful garden!

"Yes, son, Mary´s mother sank. She saw  Death  with a mouth wide open ready to devour her family. And she sank. Son, Love was Life for Anne and Jacob. They could eat Love, drink Love, breath Love.  Nothing did never ever blow away from that man and woman their joy.  They had each other, and they needed nothing else. Son, they say love is a flame that time makes old and one day only duty remains.  Wrong! Jacob and Anne's flame got bigger and bigger as time went by.

"And to glorify the perfection there was you,  Joseph, born to be Mary’s husband, and make of their beloved first-born the Mother of the Son of David.

"You see, from the top to the bottom the way may be very short or very long, depends on how high one has made his way.  Anne and Jacob they were very high, son; no couple in this world have ever been placed so high, and with a knowledge so perfect about the reason why. They were already in Heaven.

"Suddenly Heaven disappears in the blue and all what you see below is Hell, and Hell wants you. And there is nothing you can do about it.

"You see? The pain of Mary’s Mother was so deep and her mind so sharp that she, without looking for it, found the way to draw in the Heart of her Daughter the picture, she was falling in the Abyss and her children with her, and she could not see a light to hold on to it. And she tried to see a future, oh yes, but the Lord had no future to spare, she was doomed to see “his garden” torn to ashes by the breath of Death.

"And her daughter, your future wife, son, was there all the time, and she was with her Mother on the top, and the earth was quaking, and the sky was shaking, but she was standing the ground, like a mother fighting for her baby against the winds of tragedy, holding hour after hour the ground, shining words of a love as pure as the heart of the Lord Himself. 

Until the hour came when her Mother could not see any light and in that hour of darkness Mary raised her mother’s face and making her look straight in her eyes, as you talk to a child for the love of whom you are ready to give up your own life, Mary said:

 

"Mother, may my soul be given away to Hell if my words fall in dead land. I swear for the glory of my father that I, Mary of Solomon, I will not permit to enter my husband in my House before my eyes sees my little brother’s children hanging around their grandmother’s knees. My sister is my witness before the Lord. Calm your soul down now, mother, the Lord is taking my words for real and He will not allow to pass my father’s glory to any other man. I will hold on to my Oath. I swear this to you, mother, my sisters will live that Love their parents have enjoy so much and my little brother will choose among the daughter of Mother Eve the most beautiful one. Stop tearing your soul apart, mother; my father is in Heaven and his glory will not fall in shame before God because me."

 

Elizabeth said this and looked at Joseph with the entire universe dancing in the edge of her eyes. What would say the man now?

Joseph was already a grown young man. He has been waiting for Mary to grow and become a woman since he was a child and on his father’s death-bed he swore to marry Jacob’s daughter and no one else but Mary.

Joseph was already in his twenties when Mary’s father passed away. Cleophas, Mary’s little brother, was just few months old.  For how long will Joseph keep the waiting?

The decision was his and only his.

Of course, if nature had not been set apart by the Lord under the natural circumstance the decision to made it would have been to hit north and marry Mary right away. But Mary’s Oath had set apart Nature’s  Law and it was to Joseph to hold on to the promise he made to his father on his deathbed, or else to act like a young man, find himself a woman, get marry and forget about the consequences of the union of the two main Davidic houses.What will Joseph do?

In Elizabeth’s eyes the whole universe kept such a fragile equilibrium that was enough a single word to sign the final destruction of a World already doomed. The silence was as heavy as a proton star.

Then Joseph, looking at Elizabeth’s eyes said this:

 

“I am a servant of the Lord, may be as He pleases. Thousands of years my fathers have been waiting this Day; I can wait few years”.

 

Oh Lord, Elizabeth’s soul heard the entire army of the stars of heavens playing bells of a city mystified with hundreds and hundreds of holy souls! Elizabeth loved Joseph as the son she never had. His husband had been the protector and the teacher of this young carpenter, the Davidic identity of whom nobody but few knew. Since he was a boy Joseph was touched by a kind of magic.

Elizabeth was her godmother. She knew him so well! But even so, and though Elizabeth’s faith was an omnipotent miracle, this challenge set in the hands of Joseph by Mary’s Oath put her faith to the test.

She knew Joseph so well, but this … and men are so fragile talking about women, especially when they are in their twenties ...  

Joseph could see the look in the eyes of Elizabeth. That look was worth a million moons.

Time! Yes, time had passes by. 

Joseph was now on his early forties, and heading north to claim before God and Men his wife, the woman with whom she will bring to the world the Son of David, the King of the Universe.