Authors Note:

I wrote this one day after reading a passage in the Gospel of Luke, specifically chapter 2 verses 22-40 in the NIV translation. Some of the dialogue and words are lifted exactly from the text but most are paraphrased and embellished. I wanted to imagen what it was like for a man waiting for the deliverance of Israel, to not only meet the one to bring hope, but to actually hold the child of promise in his arms.