I love Christmas, not because of the presents (although I really do like presents a lot) but because of the feelings and the kindnesses it brings with it when it comes. This post is dedicated to my grandchildren and all the interested cats.
It is very old and came in this box when I was a baby which means it’s is getting close to being 60 years old. I had to put duct tape on the box because it was starting to fall apart.
When I opened the box both Cotton and Milo were very interested in what was inside but they don’t know the Christmas story so I told them about it while I put it together. I said:
“This represents the stable in a place far away called Bethlehem. A man named Joseph had to go a long ways to get there with his wife Mary, who was going to have a baby any minute. Because they had no place to stay, they ended up having to stay in a nice barn.
That’s Joseph and the little donkey that carried Mary to Bethlehem and you can see some cattle in the barn too.
That night Mary had the baby, Jesus, in the barn and they made a nice little bed for him out of a manger (that’s like a wood box for cattle to eat out of).
Everyone in all of Heaven (I believe we were there then too) was so excited that the baby Jesus was born that some of the angels told shepherds (that’s what they call cowboys who take care of sheep) out watching their sheep that night. They got to come to see this little baby that would grow up and make such a difference to the whole world.
Some wise men that lived east of there figured it out by themselves and found this special baby because they followed a very bright star they knew would lead them there.
It was the most special night ever. And you can’t see us, just like you can’t see the angels but we were there and we were really happy.”
Cotton fell asleep but Milo was very interested in the Christmas story.
He sat beside our special decoration for a very long time thinking.