A Monologue For Easter

Part One
I had always lived in the village of Nazareth. I am Mary. (bows slightly) It was a common place. Certainly, there has never been anything special about Nazareth but it was my home and I loved it. My parents lived there and also my fiancé, Joseph, who was a reputable carpenter. He was a righteous man and came from the lineage of the family of King David. I knew he was a good man and one that would be a fine husband. Our families had arranged the marriage and soon I would be married and perhaps become a mother in my village. Every woman wanted to have children. I truly wanted to be a good wife and mother and do what was right in the eyes of the Lord. In my life, everything seemed to be going on a normal, even keel for me; there was nothing new or different an…