It was a long 90 miles from Nazareth to Bethlehem and every weary footstep he put down felt like the last. The journey had completely lost its luster and the farther they went, the quieter the dusk became. But he couldn’t quit - she was trusting him to get her and the unborn babe safely there, never doubting his ability to do so... or failing to voice the least bit of doubt - if she had any.