Joseph’s Song is shaped by my imagination—by wondering what might have passed through Joseph’s heart in those first quiet days after Jesus’ birth. I remember the joy and astonishment of holding my own children, and now my grandchildren, as they are new to the world. There is a particular kind of awe that comes with realizing their life has been entrusted into your care.
Now imagine that joy multiplied by mystery: the weight and wonder of being asked to love, protect, and raise the Son of God.
— Doug