In Luke 2:7, we read: “And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn."
“You boys get a seat. I’ll join you in a minute.” Timmy nodded, took four-year-old Sonny by the hand. He was their guest for the Christmas pageant.
“Come on. We’ll save a place for Grandfather.” He leaned down, whispered. "You need to stay quiet. Okay?” Sonny nodded, his blue eyes wide with excitement.
Sonny grinned at Grandfather as he slipped into the pew. His head swiveled so he’d not miss a thing.
Joseph led Mary down the aisle, up on the platform. He knocked on the door of the inn.
The innkeeper shook his head. Finding no room at the Inn, he led Mary to the stable. The Shepherds came, then the wise men. The angel choir sang causing a dog, dressed as a lamb, to howl.
Grandfather smiled, shook his head, turned to see how Sonny liked the presentation. Brows furrowed, he tapped Timmy on the shoulder.
“Where’s Sonny?” Timmy looked around, shrugged. He heard a commotion at the front of the church. Stretching his neck, he saw him crawling up the steps to the platform.
Still on hands and knees, Sonny peeked into the manger. As he reached in, a baby’s hand grabbed his finger.
“He’s alive.” Sonny jumped up. "Can you believe it? He’s alive,” he shouted, his face in awe.
Back at home, Timmy said. “I’m sorry, Grandfather. I didn’t see Sonny leave his seat--“
“No apology necessary, son. He made a great point. We go through the motions of Christmas but Sonny’s announcement and the look of amazement on his face when he shouted--He’s alive--I’ll never forget it.”
“I’ll remember it and I’m sure Sonny will. He didn’t mean to scare the baby but everything was fine when his mama picked him up.” He hugged Grandfather. “Thanks for taking us.”
Kingdom Thinking. This Christmas season I don’t want to go through the motions, but remember we’re celebrating the birth of the Lord Jesus Christ, The Lord of Lords and King of Kings. He’s alive and He loves me. He loves you, too. Won’t you come to Him?
“You boys get a seat. I’ll join you in a minute.” Timmy nodded, took four-year-old Sonny by the hand. He was their guest for the Christmas pageant.
“Come on. We’ll save a place for Grandfather.” He leaned down, whispered. "You need to stay quiet. Okay?” Sonny nodded, his blue eyes wide with excitement.
Sonny grinned at Grandfather as he slipped into the pew. His head swiveled so he’d not miss a thing.Joseph led Mary down the aisle, up on the platform. He knocked on the door of the inn.
The innkeeper shook his head. Finding no room at the Inn, he led Mary to the stable. The Shepherds came, then the wise men. The angel choir sang causing a dog, dressed as a lamb, to howl.
Grandfather smiled, shook his head, turned to see how Sonny liked the presentation. Brows furrowed, he tapped Timmy on the shoulder.
“Where’s Sonny?” Timmy looked around, shrugged. He heard a commotion at the front of the church. Stretching his neck, he saw him crawling up the steps to the platform.
Still on hands and knees, Sonny peeked into the manger. As he reached in, a baby’s hand grabbed his finger.
“He’s alive.” Sonny jumped up. "Can you believe it? He’s alive,” he shouted, his face in awe.
Back at home, Timmy said. “I’m sorry, Grandfather. I didn’t see Sonny leave his seat--“
“No apology necessary, son. He made a great point. We go through the motions of Christmas but Sonny’s announcement and the look of amazement on his face when he shouted--He’s alive--I’ll never forget it.”
“I’ll remember it and I’m sure Sonny will. He didn’t mean to scare the baby but everything was fine when his mama picked him up.” He hugged Grandfather. “Thanks for taking us.”
Kingdom Thinking. This Christmas season I don’t want to go through the motions, but remember we’re celebrating the birth of the Lord Jesus Christ, The Lord of Lords and King of Kings. He’s alive and He loves me. He loves you, too. Won’t you come to Him?
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