Despite the chaos all around them, the Holy Family gave Christmas to our world.
And so it was, that the Virgin Mother rode the donkey into town, content to accompany her husband, Joseph, in response to the order of the day. Hurried along, from inn to inn, looking for a place to rest, seeking quiet despite the large gathering crowds, trusting God to lead them toward His will, and hoping in His promises.
Fast forward to the Christmas of present times...
We are still rushing madly about, torn between two very different worlds, that of God's peace and unity, and the retailer's cry for more business. Every store owner guarantees to carry the perfect gift at the best price, for that special someone on your list. Every shopper eagerly misplaces the notion of gift giving with predetermined strategies, meant to beat the rush here, get a better deal on the prize there and take a toll on their own sanity throughout the entire season.
Meanwhile, silent miracles steal the spotlight, as a few bold souls stop the madness, cherish the moment and give themselves the gift of presence. Christ did not postpone His holy birth, while people counted themselves among those listed in the census. The announcement of the birth of God was bright, bold and easily noticable. It was up to the people to learn of His birth and find Him, but they had to stop the madness, catch their breath, recognize the signs, silence their hearts and respond from the essence of their beings. For Christ was not born to compete with the world and all its vanities; He came to save us from ourselves, lest we perish from the madness and demands we impose on ourselves in this world.
All photos used on this site are Public Domain unless otherwise credited.
©2011, 2012 All Rights Reserved Teresa DePoy