

That, of course, would pollute the holy place. Zacharias nurtured the child like a dove, and she danced for the Lord, and everyone loved her for her grace and simplicity.īut she grew as every other girl did, and when she was twelve years old the priests of the temple realised that before long she would begin to bleed every month. Joachim and Anna vowed to dedicate her to the Lord God, so they took her to the temple and offered her to the high priest Zacharias, who kissed her and blessed her and took her into his care.


One day she saw a nest of sparrows in a laurel tree, and wept that even the birds and the beasts could produce young, when she could not.įinally, however, possibly because of their fervent prayers, Anna conceived a child, and in due course she gave birth to a girl. It was considered shameful that Joachim had never fathered any offspring, and he felt the shame keenly. She was the daughter of Joachim and Anna, a rich, pious and elderly couple who had never had a child, much as they prayed for one. The death of the other is not part of the story.Īs the world knows, their mother was called Mary. This is the story of Jesus and his brother Christ, of how they were born, of how they lived and of how one of them died.
