MEANING OF CHRISTMAS

Only a few days to go, then it will be the anniversary of our saviors birth. I find it incredible that the King of the Universe, the Prince of Peace, came to Earth as a little babe, helpless and humble. He was born in a cave, cold, smelly full of animals and dung, straw, but no heat, no bed. Mary and Joseph did the very best they could for Him. Joseph made a fire, and arranged the straw for Mary to give birth. There wasn't anyone there to help her , except the Angels who were always with this holy woman. A fodder stand was used as a crib, and swaddling clothes kept Him warm. The Angels proclaimed the good news to the Shepperd's in the area. They came in awe to see this amazing sight. The people of the streets came too, because they saw the star which showed the way.

Today we reenact this by putting up a creche, singing carols, and going to church to pay Him homage.

This is a very hectic time for me. I'm trying to bake cookies, clean, and decorate. Now, Yogi has called saying that Janice is failing rapidly. This is going to put a big damper on the holiday for him. I wish that he would open up to us. I feel badly that I can't comfort him in some way. Oh, I pray for him and Janice, but he doesn't seem to have a sense of God or His Goodness. I can hear him now, " If God is so good , why is He letting this happen to Janice?". It is hard to explain that never does anything that isn't for our good in some way. Perhaps she needs to suffer in order to go straight to Heaven. I don't, I'm not God. But I do know there is a reason for everything.