A couple of weeks ago, I had the privilege of talking to the ladies of our church about that first Christmas. Our little group is going through a lot of changes--mostly moves. People we dearly love are moving away and things are changing. All things we don't like at Christmas. I like my family around, lots of comfort food, and time to slow to a crawl. That's a perfect Christmas - savoring the moments and doing everything the way we've always done it. I think most of us want the familiar traditions of home and hearth for the holidays. But the first Christmas was nothing like that. A very pregnant Mary was enduring an uncomfortable three or four day trip from Nazareth to Bethlehem. I can't imagine riding a donkey or even walking 70 miles while nine months pregnant. She and Joseph were obeying orders from Caesar Augustus. A decree had gone out for people to return to their hometowns for a census and to pay taxes. So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in G...
Positively encouraging