Christmas is on a countdown and children in places around the world know the numbers. When our progeny were young, that meant bathrobes, aluminum foil stars, white sheets on angels, and parents in the audience. There were no cell phones, no heavy duty cameras, just parents in folding chairs watching their children sing carols and shuffle along.
Rough times, for sure. Could we do what Mary did? How could we do anything like this? Unless God tapped on our shoulders and told us what to do, magnificence would be happening on that one single night?
One single night changed the world.
This a re-post from 2015, I think. Explains Bethlehem in a way one does not normally see.
