Gifts of time and love are surely the basic ingredients of a truly merry Christmas.
While they were there, the time came for her to give birth. She gave birth to a son, her firstborn. She wrapped him in a blanket and laid him in a manger, because there was no room in the hostel.
~ Luke 2:6-7
Not one nurse, doctor, attendant, candy striper,
No button to press, no electronic communication,
Hay and straw the welcome mat at this unusual inn.
ambiance- the warmth of animal breath, the elixir of stable.
No rule book, no dinner tray, no vitals checked on earth,
bemused father-to-be on assist, echoing her joyous strain,
Divinely directed, timing perfect: receive, swaddle, pray.
Heavenly Host at the ready, star song back-up singers,
Angel among the sheepherders, proclaiming, directing,
Flocks accompanying their wonder, their inspired actions.
A King playing trickster to visiting well wishers,
who shared their guiding light, reconsidered their route home.
Yes, Heaven and nature sang.
They still do.
Silent Night – Manheim Steamroller
Because of Him,