For a moment, just imagine the first Christmas.
It's a chilly night in an arid climate. A teenage mom-to-be is going into labor in an unfamiliar, crowded, inhospitable town, with only her new husband to help her. Though he has proven loyal so far, she still feels like she barely knows him.
She feels the baby pushing, ready to come soon.
He has to push livestock out of the way to make room for them in what is essentially a small, smelly barn. He doesn't know what he is stepping in as he looks for a place for his wife to give birth to a baby who isn't even his.
If abortion was an option back then, doubtless it would have crossed both of their minds in the months leading up to this scary, exhausting night. Even the glimmer of unexplainable hope and joy they felt must have often been all but drowned out by the overwhelming difficulties of their situation.
To be continued...
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