Advent closes with the gift of the Second Coming of Christ
Holiness descends upon the empty creche. Why empty? Because I need to fill it with unfathomable gratitude and compassion for my life.
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.”
Now I can bring out all the Provençale Santons from the surrounding countryside. The shepherd with his flock, the baker with a basket full of bread, the woman with fruits and vegetables, the lamb, oxen and sheep, Mary and Joseph adoring the Babe in swaddling cloth, and the Three Kings coming down the hillside. There are many more figurines to place, those of Christmas past tucked in my heart forever, and I won’t forget to place the Star of Bethlehem above the cave.
Handed down my lineage, my creche looks much like this one:
“Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.”
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father,
Prince of Peace
My Special Friend, I wish You a very Merry Christmas!
in loving kindness, your scribeforlove
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