Christian Worldview

During this Christmas Season one can always find others who are worse off than themselves. No matter how much we have, no matter how little we have, no matter how much we gained this year, no matter how much we lost this year, we are blessed. The attitude Christ wants from us is only one. How good the Lord has been to me. No matter what has happened to us, count your blessings.

The light was dim in the small cave. The little stable was cold, providing little protection from the wind that whirled around on the outside of the tiny dwelling. Joseph was asleep in the corner, exhausted from traveling and disheartened that he was unable to find better accommodations for Mary. She soothed his sorrow by accepting every inconvenience with generosity and love.

They had almost given up hope. As a young couple in love, they waited to be blessed with a houseful of children, but as the years passed, the baby crib was put away. Grey hair came, wrinkles began to crease their faces, youth gave way to middle age. They never got used to the looks of pity cast their way.

He looked down at his hands, rough, calloused…and empty. How could he tell Her that he could find no place for Her. What kind of provider was he? He should have foreseen this dilemma. He should have known Bethlehem would be overcrowded with no rooms to spare.

She was three years old when She made Her way to the Temple, each step bringing Her further away from Her father and mother whom She loved with all Her heart. Though She could no longer see them, She knew tears were falling down their old, wrinkled faces. Not another caress, embrace or kiss would She receive from them, nor would She give to them, except through the prayers said for each other, delivered by their angels.

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