A time upon times, and measures upon measures. It seems so long ago. Oh,
how can I tell a story that happened so many years ago? How could I
describe Him? How can I describe the One, which was promised by Yaveh, to
come since the fall of man? How can I describe the One that existed before
Abraham?
I will try to make you see what I saw. I will try to make you understand
in my limited view of understanding. For I will never understand as He
understood. I will try to tell of the uncle that I loved sense my birth.
This is a time when male children where praised over female children. When
my father rejected me somewhat, because I was a female child born in a
world ruled by men. Some men, of my uncle's generation before me, were God
- fearing, but many were not.
My story started when I was born.
My story started when I was born.
