Love where you live!
This morning before I headed to meet a friend down at Cosmos, I decided to take a moment and put up a few Christmas decorations. I took out my nativity scene, purchased over 40 years ago from what was then Marston's or The Broadway in Grossmont Center. It is my favorite decoration and really makes me mindful that Christmas is coming again.
It's one of the decorations that stores, for its relatively small size, a disproportionate amount of Christmas memories for me. I rummaged around in the drawer and took out a See's Candy tin that holds the "cast of characters," each wrapped in Kleenex.
In fact, my manger scene holds so many memories for me, I wrote a little teeny book called "My Jesus. A Little Christmas Miracle" Its about a woman who missed what had once been her close relationship to God and who ends up rediscovering it while she paints her toenails Candy Cane Sparkle red and subsequently begins wistfully reflecting on the Nativity set that had been in her house while growing up and which now sat on her mantle.
In the story I wrote that this woman's brothers, while little kids, used to take the baby Jesus out of the crib and use the crib for a basket ball "hoop": the Wise Men were the basketball players. The boys used a cranberry for the basketball. In the story, the real Jesus visits her, admires her nativity scene and, before leaving, takes the baby Jesus out of the crib and puts a cranberry there instead. He also leaves behind a note that says,
"He shoots! He scores!
Merry Christmas with Love.
I Am Always,
Well, today the oddest thing happened while I was setting out the cast of characters. I put Mary and Joseph in the manger. I set the shepherd in the back of the manger with his two sheep and donkey. Then I set the three wise men off a bit--I like to make it look like they're still walking to Bethlehem.
But then I realized the little crib, the tiny blanket made of fake fur and the Baby Jesus were missing….
So I went back to the chest of drawers and rummaged around and found them wrapped in toilet tissue--must have run out of Kleenex-- at the bottom of the drawer.
I walked over to my manger scene and proceeded to unwrapped them.
Tiny fake fur blanket. Check.
Baby Jesus. Check.
And then, believe it or not, there it was:
With cranberry in it.
I have absolutely no idea how that got there.
Maybe it was just a little Christmas miracle?
Here's hoping the remainder of your December days are full of them...