Most folk won’t be on the computer today. At least the ones with family near and dear. We know the others have their own things to do, things to enjoy and demons to fight. To me this is the greatest time of the year. Of course from a child it has been.
Every year some great stories of Christmas circulate, and I love them. Some of them are true some are fictitious, but have a great meaning. I enjoy the happy ones and the tear jerking ones.
I really like the story of the birth of Christ. Some say Mary and Joseph were poor because Jesus was laid in a manager. But not so. Joseph was a Carpenter, a good occupation that paid a fair wage. It wasn’t dependant on seasons too much over there. If you recall the story said, Joseph went to the Inn Keeper to get a room, which he was ready and willing to pay for. There was none available, so they were allowed to stay in the ‘barn’. That was not unusual at the time many folks stayed in barns and stables of residents as they traveled. The birth in the stable was probably in itself not an unusual occurrence back then. I have no doubt that Joseph and Mary were happy for a stable.
I don’t care how the events happened, I think they were days apart, the Shepherds first then the Wise men. But from a kid I liked to think of them all being there at the same time, the wisemen and the shepherds. Have you ever wondered what they did with the Gold, frankincense, and myrrh?
As an adult (sorta) I was a wiseman in the Christmas play. During the time I knew Old Fred Brannen. My verse was Myrrh is mine. I was so worried about the other two wise guys messing their parts up, they did good. When it came to mine I sang loudly, ‘Myrrh is mine… da da da da da…. Couldn’t think of a WORD!” Did the whole verse as da da da.’ Well at least Mary, Joseph and the entire church got a good laugh at Christmas.
It was a military church. As orders came in and we dispersed, I got Christmas cards from every where with the little notation… Merry Christmas.. Myrrh is mine da da da, well yeah, it was sorta embarrassing. (to say the least).
But I still love Christmas. Now I sing Sherry is mine, zip a di do da!!!!!!!
Enjoy the celebration of the Birth of Jesus……Merry Christmas…..
I have said for years I do not like bumper stickers, but when I run across the one that says, “MY BOSS IS A JEWISH CARPENTER” I am going to get it. Woulda been more effective when I was a builder.