A breeze whipped up, swirling the dust on the dirt street outside her door. She looked at the ramshackle homes next to hers as she stood in the doorway. Insignificant homes of forgotten people in the world.
An old Jeep drove by, stirring up more dust. She covered her face and stepped back inside. It seemed nothing she did mattered in this world. She was just eking out a living, barely surviving. How could God possibly use her? How could she make any impact in the world?
Even Elizabeth your relative is going to have a child in her old age, and she who was said to be unable to conceive is in her sixth month. For no word from God will ever fail. “I am the Lord’s servant,” Mary answered. “May your word to me be fulfilled.” Then the angel left her. – Luke 1:36-38 (NIV)
Vignettes is an adaptation of #WednesdayWalk posts. These are short insights into struggles unknown people face juxtaposed with scripture related to Christmas.
© 2022, Chris G Thelen
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“For no word from God will ever fail.”
I’d forgot that the angel Gabriel said this to Mary. What a comforting thought; every promise of God is a sure thing. Blessings!
Praise God for His Word! Thanks for the comment. Blessings.