Monthly Archives: December 2014

May God richly bless you with all that you need from Him in this new year. People have been asking for a complete version of Mary’s Diary, so here it is.  I will also try to figure out a way to … Continue reading →

Now that you’ve had the chance to read “Mary’s Diary,” I need to tell you that what Karis wrote when she was 13 ended abruptly with the partial sentence “I’ve been traveling day and night” on 1 of Ziv.  I … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I have neglected you not from lack of desire but from simple weariness and lack of time.  The wedding, getting to know my new husband and family and all of their ways of doing things, the increasing discomfort … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Papa is here.  He has come to take me home.  Truly, I am blessed among women.  Papa has talked with me for hours about what has happened in Nazareth while I’ve been away.  He and Mama have become … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I knew that Elizabeth would believe me, but I never could have imagined the welcome she would give me.  She’s six months pregnant and her baby somehow recognized my baby!  Elizabeth was SO excited!  I didn’t have to … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I’ve been traveling day and night the last two days because the caravan master wants to get to Jerusalem before the gates are locked for Shabbat.  Now we’ve stopped to rest, and I’m so tired I can hardly … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Oh, Lord!  I can’t believe it!  You’ve answered my prayers completely.  I don’t know how you did it, but Isaiah 54 was written to me!  Actually, to Elizabeth and me, together.  The first three verses are for her, … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, Today it seemed like everything fell apart.  First of all, I woke up feeling so sick, I couldn’t even get out of bed, and Mama’s super worried.  She wants to call a doctor or something, and I almost … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I’ve just read Isaiah 53, and it’s perfectly awful.  It says that the Messiah—and he’s not just the Messiah any more, he’s my son, my little baby—it says he’ll be wounded and bruised and killed.  I can’t stand … Continue reading →

Dear Diary, I’m sorry it’s been so long since I’ve written.  I’ve been pretty busy, what with New Year and Passover.  No, I haven’t told my parents yet.  And no, it’s not ‘cause I’m a scaredy cat.  OK, so I … Continue reading →