The creche was a central part of Christmas for me. This creche scene has been used at our family home ever since I was a little girl which almost makes it antique now! The story of God come down as an infant, breaking out of the 9-month human tabernacle, and with a cry filling real lungs with air, he arrives on earth, freshly delivered from Heaven. Think about it. Really think about it. God as Son came down as a little babe and laid to rest in a simple stable for the first night of Life. God, making the initial offering that would set the stage for the ultimate sacrifice, saw that Jesus was born in humble surroundings because we had no room for Him elsewhere. Do we still do that today? Have no room for the One who gives All? Are we too busy to extend a hand to those in need still?
What does it take for us to notice the Christ-Child in our midst? As we gathered today with family, did we see God at our table? Did we give thanks? Were our hearts burning with joy at the great Gift received this holy day? Did we realize in our gratitude or disappoint with the earthly gifts received or not this year that the emotions might be reflected in our own attitude to the Gift?
We have waited these four weeks, waited in hope, with peace, joy and love, to receive this little One that is the huge Gift. This tiny babe, fragile and tender, is our Hope, our Peace, our Joy and our Love. This infant is Infinite and so are these Gifts. Such is the reason for our Christmas celebrations–a small Being that contains all of us within His beating heart. If I really stop to think about it, I would never rise from my knees again. This Jesus came for me and I do fall on my knees in awe and gratitude. How can I do anything but?
A joyous Christmas to all!