One of my earliest childhood memories of Christmas was the nativity displays. The cardboard-punch-outs, the fragile ceramic figures, the hobbit-sized yard displays fueled my creativity as a child. Prior to i Pads and x boxes, I imagined what the Christmas characters thought. From the unspeakable joy of the shepherds to the camel-sore wise men, these figures represented real people in … Read More
A friend of mine challenged me with a great question. He asked, “If Christmas is Jesus’ birthday why is it we spend all our time hunting for gifts to give to others?” He paused and added thoughtfully, “It would be a little like your friends insisting they help you celebrate your birthday, and then they bring a bunch of gifts … Read More
Mary fought back the fear rising in her chest. She could feel the muscles in her back tightening uncontrollably. Frightened, she tried to recite the verses she had learned as a child. The contraction subsided, and she rested. There was cause for the fear she felt. Having never known a man, she was about to give birth to a son. … Read More
