Celebrate!

So, there I was, minding my own business, working on this week's sermon, when the Spirit ever so gently tapped me on the shoulder and pointed out to me that the application that I was making from the text applied to me also. And, of course, He was right. The application was about celebrating that Jesus has come. I had been figuring that I wouldn't decorate or anything for Christmas. After all, it's just me here. But, the Spirit's point was too obvious to miss. It's a time to celebrate. I'm not going to die because Jesus has come. So, I got the box that contained these fellows and set them up in my living room.



This is a Nativity that Linda made, I'm guessing something like 34 years ago. It predates our kids and had been a regular part of our Christmases. For the curious, they are filled with soy beans and I think that I am the model for Joseph - the hairy-looking guy up front. (You need to see some pictures from my college days to understand that.) I also put up an elf in a not-so-hidden place. (My kids will understand that.) There's a wreath on my front door, and I'll get a poinsettia to be a Christmas tree stand-in.

It is the season to celebrate. 'For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.'