The culmination of a month or longer of anticipation and build-up to the moment. I’m awake and downstairs before the kids. Soon, they’ll be up, tearing wrapping from presents and reveling in what Santa brought. Then it’s over.
Mary and Joseph had about a 9-month build up. Then a birth. Then visitors. Then fleeing for their lives to Egypt. Then back home to Nazareth. With them it was not 30 days of hype and then poof it was over. They had to live with results.
Birth really isn’t the climax–the end of the story. It’s actually the beginning of the journey.
For each of us, a reminder of a beginning. Perhaps an invitation into a new beginning.
Last year I had a new beginning even at my advanced age. New beginnings can happen.
Merry Christmas. And here’s to a beginning of a wonderful new journey for you.
Tags: Christianity, Faith, growth
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