The woman fell but no one helped her they kept throwing stones or rocks at her,' Sinner .' She could not even kneel any more,she was weak,then suddenly as if on cue a robed bearded man had entered the town or village and saw what the group of people were doing,he watched for a moment and almost decided to do what the group of people were doing,then he look at the woman that was now half conscious as the group of people stopped. As the man knelt down to help the lady , he asked her why she was being stoned,' I sinned, I saw another man because my husband was working late as a blacksmith but my fear overcame me,I got lonely.'The bearded man nodded and turn to the group of people who were about to throw stones again.' I agree what she did was then too wrong,'said the bearded man,'But being lonely is no sin,her husband should had made sure she would never be alone, loneness is a fear, then he look
at the woman and smiled,' Are you o.k.,you have nothing more to worry about,'then he turn to the group of people,' Tell me that none of you ever sinned and I'll let keep stoning this poor woman whose only sin was being alone .'He waited then one by one each person in the group drop their stones or rocks,looked at one another shaking their heads,one by one they turn and left then the bearded man and woman were alone,turning she smiled at him,kissing him on his forehead,' Thankyou kind sir,you save my life,my name is Mary,God Bless You,sir.can I ask your name.' He took a deep breath,his mother was name Mary,'My mother was name Mary, my name is Jesus Christ, return to your home Mary ,thank you.' She turned and left ,her home was no more then a small manger and made of grass and wood, she carried some bread she picked up on the way home , her husband was their with their baby son who was crying but stopped the minute he saw her.
'Good,was getting concerned about you,'her husband said.'Went to get bread and went for a walk,thinking about names for him on my way back.'
' You got one,'he asked giving their son a piece of bread, Yes I have,Jesus.' And so Christ lived on and you know the rest of the story,don't you.
end.
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