No presents beneath the tree. Only a tiny tree on the counter. A few poinsettias, two wreaths on the front doors, and a couple of angels decorated our home this year.
With a full schedule of trips to visit my parents because of my mom’s illnesses, an upcoming move, and other commitments, there was little time or energy for Christmas decorating. Without the sparkle and abundance of holiday adornments, our nativity sets dominated the house.
In the dining room and family room, simple, olive wood nativities, from trips to Israel, reminded us of Jesus’ humble birth. Each figure faced baby Jesus and focused on him. No distractions turned them away.
On a cabinet in the family room, two more sets proclaimed Christmas. A white stone nativity Alan bought in Kenya contrasted with all the others. The artist produced tall, thin unique figures to create the Christmas story. The unusual forms showed how Jesus accepts all people from around the world.
The last nativity revealed Peruvian villagers worshiping the King. From a balcony, four villagers looked to the baby at the base of the church. Dressed in native clothing, Mary and Joseph stood beside the manger. Surrounding the holy family, villagers came bringing gifts for the baby. Nothing fancy or expensive but what they had.
Every nativity displayed the story that Jesus came to be a Light to the world and save the lost. Each one also imparted a special lesson. My simpler Christmas allowed me more time to focus on Jesus and the true reason for Christmas.
Lord, thank you for sending your son as a baby to save us. Let us not forget. Amen
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