The Birth of Jesus the Messiah
Now the birth of Jesus the Messiah took place in this way. When his mother Mary had been engaged to Joseph, but before they lived together, she was found to be with child from the Holy Spirit.
The Day of the Nativity Play
There's a buzz in the air
The adults arrive early
intent on snagging the best seats,
the best viewpoint
from which to see their charges re-enact
the greatest story ever told.
The children too seem extra fidgety
They won't stand still
while tea towels are affixed to shepherds
and tinsel to glittery angels
Even the Kings seem electrified
though they are older
and supposedly more jaded
But with their crowns perched atop slicked back hair
and their gifts clutched tightly in their hands
they too seem ruffled by the moment.
Only Mary seems calm and serene.
Although I don't know how, since Joseph is tearing around
pretend fighting with the shepherds
Just as well those staffs are foam and not wood!
Those tea towels are off again!
And who put the camels, the donkey and the sheep
in those ridiculous positions?
Someone has been messing with the manger!
And the baby Jesus is nowhere to be seen.
But it's time to go.
The choir have finished singing.
The angel Gabriel is making her way down the aisle
Oops - Mary was supposed to go first.
Never mind - the Angel's message will be delivered
Mary and Joseph will carry the donkey
all the way across the chancel to Bethlehem,
The baby will be born.
The angels will tell the shepherds
who will hurry down to Bethlehem.
And the wise men will make an entrance
with their gifts, hopefully not tripping over their curtains
on the way up the chancel steps.
Someone will find the baby Jesus
and place him in the manger
just in time.
And everyone will say
"What a lovely story"
And, in all the cuteness of the re-telling,
maybe, just maybe,
we will glimpse the greatest gift ever given
and see God born in our midst today.
(To be continued)