Christmas is unwrapped in Holy disorder. It is God’s fault. Life escalates the excitement, stress, and extra activities during this season.
A census issued by Caesar Augustus wasn’t great timing as far as Mary and Joseph were concerned. Who wants to travel the week of your due date? Imagine Mary’s discomfort at nine months pregnant riding a donkey. For Joseph, there was the pressure of finding lodging in an over populated Bethlehem.
Who cleaned out the manger and set up the delivery corner in the stable where Christ was born? Who tidied up the birthing mess? What does one do with unexpected shepherds showing up shortly after the birth? Coffee and cookies?
Perhaps the Christmas Pageant captures the Holy best when the angels stumble over their lines, the shepherds miss their cue, or Joseph picks his nose. Children tend to embrace the Holy hidden in our humanness. Adults often miss it.
This year embrace the messy house, crowded mall, extra baking, unexpected company, and the disarray of Christmas week. Sometimes disorder is Holy.
What Holy disorder is unwrapping for you this week?
In Him together, Susan Gaddis