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A proclamation was made one day, that each man return to his town of birth for
audit. So in obedience to God, Mary and Joseph left for their long journey.
Though she was heavy with child, and ready to deliver any day, still they went as
directed of God.
The trip was long and arduous, Mary was mournfully in pain. Joseph did what he
could to comfort her, but still the journey made her dread each step upon the
donkey that she rode.
When they had reached their destination and sought a place to stay, they were
told there was nothing and were continually turned away. Except for a kind in
keeper seeing Mary in distress, offered the only thing he had to give, a stable
where she could to rest.
In the stable Joseph gently laid her, to give her comfort from her long journey.
Making sure she had a soft place to lay, he warmed her and saw to her needs.
When the time was near she could hold her cries no longer. And in that moment
the heavens opened and a brilliant star came forth.
The cry of a new born filled the air, as Joseph so carefully wrapped him. Mary
held her new born son and look joyful with tears. As she fell asleep with him in
As shepards watched their flocks that night, the star grew brighter still. They
wondered what could cause such a sight and followed where it lead.
From far across many lands, three kings of orient came, they followed the star to
where it lead, wanting to know what it would bring.
Upon their arrival to the humble abode where little Jesus lay, they knew in their
hearts that they were in the presence of the heavenly King of kings. Gifts they
brought to leave the child, each with a meaning not yet known. That night as
Angels sang in heaven, on earth most did not know.
But Jesus grew in strength and wisdom and shown of His Fathers love. He gave
us all a look at the face of our Father God. So we celebrate this birth each year,
not sure of month or day. We hold it in our heart so dear wanting never that it go
So hold dear your loved ones and enemies too. For God sent His gift to all. That
we as sons and daughters may all experience His Glory and Awe.
I say to all with these words of praise, ‘Merry Christmas’, for Christ was born! He
is our greatest gift received from Heaven's Holy Throne.
Merry Christmas and God Bless!