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Excitement grows with each day as Christmas nears. Children’s energy levels seem to have no bounds. Thoughts and dreams fill their minds with presents, sweets and visits with cousins and playing games inside and out.
One child stands alone watching all that is happening. Yes, all the fun and festivities are great but there is something yearning deep within. The sense of anticipation is different. There is a coming moment of expectancy.
At last the special night arrives. It is the evening before Christmas. As part of a yearly tradition, this little boy’s mom and dad take out ever so carefully the manger figurines. One by one they are set in their places, all-facing the manger filled with straw but yet still empty. The wise men are placed first, then perhaps an angel or two, the animals, Joseph and Mary and finally the manger itself find its place. Then comes the moment. His mom passes him the smallest figurine in the box. Baby Jesus. Delicately and carefully he takes the figure from his mother’s hands. He carefully gives the small, delicate baby in his hands a close look. Yes all is well – he has all his fingers and toes. He gently lays the baby in the manger. At last baby Jesus is laid in his place at the centre of the nativity scene.
What joy fills this small boy’s heart. The moment he has waited for has arrived.
The boy looks around and sees his mom and dad and older siblings all gazing upon the manger scene. A sense of contentment fills his heart. Jesus has his place.
He knows the story of baby Jesus. He has heard it told many times over. Yet the wonder of it all still fills his heart.
Does anyone feel the way he does?
In that moment he knows that Jesus no longer lives in a manger but in his heart. As Jesus was the focus of those gathered around him, so Jesus is the centre of his heart. There was a sweet awareness that this simple act held more for him. A renewed friendship and bond - one that could not be described by words, an experience too deep to articulate and profoundly complex.
The little boy had caught the essence of the true meaning of Christmas. He had not lost the awe and wonder of the moment. All the gift buying and tinsel and glitter did not lose it. He held tightly to the delight of placing Jesus in his place. Not only in the manger but also at the very centre of his heart. His heart swelled with joy just as the shepherds and angels did so long ago – worshipping and give glory to this precious Gift.
May this same joy find its way into our heart this Christmas season.
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