Would You Like to Hold Him?

christmas_shepherds.jpgIt doesn’t say it in the Bible, but can’t you picture those dirty shepherds, smelling like sheep coming to the manger that night to adore and worship with child. Then Mary says, “Would you like to hold him?” They say, “No that is okay, we are not really cleaned up.”

To that Mary says, “You yourself said ‘He is the …

If Jesus Were Born Today

christmas_nativity2.jpgChild advocates would remove the child from the custody of his mother when they discovered she was shacking with a guy (not the child’s father) in a barn. In most jurisdictions that would constitute child neglect. Of course, Mary would have an underpaid court appointed attorney to represent her in the dependent-neglect proceeding, and Joseph would be out of luck …

Ordinary

christmas_shepherds2.jpgRead Luke 2:8-14 from your Bible

A weary day in the fields, the shepherds are watching their flocks. It is an ordinary day, probably no different than any other. The shepherds are hot, dirty, sweaty, and smelling of sheep. Many, not able to get a jobs anywhere else, had resorted to being shepherds.

But to these lowly Shepherds God sent …

Please Come In

My mother, a teacher, was having a hard time settling on a suitable role for one of her students in the Grade 3 Christmas pageant. Finally, she decided he should be the innkeeper, a role she felt he could handle. All he had to do was tell Joseph, “There is no room at the inn.”

Everything went fine at rehearsals, …

Like a Stable

Human nature is like a stable inhabited by the ox of passion and the ass of prejudice; animals which take up a lot of room and which I suppose most of us are feeding on the quiet. And it is there between them, pushing them out, that Christ must be born and in their very manger he must be laid …

Joseph’s Lullaby

Sleep now, little one.
I’ll watch while you and your mother sleep.
I wish I could do more.
This straw is not good enough for you.
Back in Nazareth I’ll make a proper bed for you
of seasoned wood, smooth, strong, well-pegged.
A bed fit for a carpenter’s son.

Just waith till we get back to Nazareth.
I’ll teach you …

The Stranger

At Christmas time there was a man who looked so out of place,
As people rushed about him at a hurried sort of pace.
He stared at all the Christmas lights, the tinsel everywhere,
The shopping center, Santa Claus, with children gathered near.
The mall was packed with shoppers, who were going to and fro,
Some with smiles and some …