She was pregnant. Her fiance would be hurt, angy, disappointed in her and he would surely cancel the wedding….he KNEW it was not his baby. All her girlfriends told her to get an abortion. That would make everything great. She wouldn’t hurt him so deeply and her parents would never know. It all sounded so simple…no one would know. But somehow she just couldn’t do it.
She had to bear the shame…the hurt in the eyes of dear Joey and her mother…it made her cry to remember the shame they all felt that day. And when all their friends and neighbors found out they just rubbed salt in the wound of shame. But, eventually the nine months passed and she gave birth to her son and wrapped Him in swaddling clothes and laid Him in a manger as she kissed the face of God.