by L.J. Harry
March is supposed to come in like a lion and go out like a lamb, but I believe this March came in like a lioness and is going out like a lion. But thankfully, spring is about to spring. At least, that’s what I’m hoping.
Everyone was hoping the Messiah would come into their world like a lion. God’s people were being strangled by Rome’s iron fist. They were careful not to speak against Rome because they might lose their land and their life. They lived in fear, waiting for someone with military might to send Rome fleeing. But none came. And then, on a starry night in Bethlehem, a rumor began to spread about a young couple from Nazareth who gave birth to a baby boy.