I has no idea what was cooking but I knew that He was up to something when this wee child was born in this dump where we ended up last night. It turned out to be a sleepless night. It's been a funny ride so far. First of all I had a hard time believing that my wife to be was expecting. I swear I never touched her! I know you won't beleive this but I swear I didn't and if it wasn't for this supertnatural intervention from above, I would have walked out of this relationship.
Then, we didn't get to choose a name for the child. We knew it was going to be a boy and were instructed to call him Jesus. It's a cool name, but it didn't appear on our own shortlist. We had something more fancy in mind.
I'm still mesmerized by the whole thing and have had to do some hard thinking the last couple of months. Foreknowledge does some bizar stuff with your mind. Imagine that you'd know about stuff that was going to happen that no one else in the world would be even the least aware of. You'd think it's cool but I tell you it messes with your mind.
I have no idea how this will all pan out but I know one thing. If this is the Jesus that was promised in the book, things will change. The angel told us that we had to call him Jesus for he would save his people from their sin.
That is huge!
Since I couldn't sleep last night - it was sort of an eventfull night, to use an understatement - and after my wife finally lost herself in the blessed oblivion of subconsciousness that come with sleep and the boy also decided to call it a night, I just sat there and stared at the boy trying to put one plus one together and really, it doesn't add up in my mind. Off the record: it's ridiculous! I'm sorry to say this but I want to be honest and will never go public with it. That's why I am determined to burn this journal in a couple of weeks time. (Note from the editor: Joseph never got to burn it. It got stolen a few weeks later when the family went on a Sunday afternoon picknick. Some goofs hid the journal, they though it somewhat sacred, in a place called Qumran where it was found just last week).
It's not just hard, but next to impossible to imagine that this wee boy is going to save his people from their sins. I can't see how he's going to pull that one off.
But, if it's true, then everything will change. To be honest, I want it to be true. The very thought of the biggest obstacle between me and God taken care off; wow!
I've got to go. There's noise in the dump. I'd better check it out; we can't let them boy go hungry and thirsty. You never know.
P.s. I love my wife! She did so well last night.
Taken from: "The lost journal of Joseph, the bloke who semi-fathered Jesus". The title is misleading since the journal was never lost. Nobody knew it existed and therefore nobody was looking for it.
