We stayed up to see the New Year in. My final thought before falling asleep was ‘where is Baby Jesus? I haven’t seen him since Christmas Day’.
I was not having a profound religious musing in the early hours (although the clock was telling me it was 11 minutes past 1 on the 1/1/11 – so one did feel a slight obligation to think 0f something profound !) However the above question was all I could come up with. Not having anyone around to ask, it continued to bother me on and off through the night.
In the course of a New Year’s Eve party I’d been talking about Baby Jesus moments in crib services I have taken. To be truthfully that sentence should read ‘lack of Baby Jesus’ moments in crib services I have taken, because I have probably forgotten him more times that I’ve remembered him. D’oh!
This year I had been determined not to make the same mistake – I took 3 child friendly crib events in December and succeeded in having him there for 2 of them, so my success rate is going up and to be fair I didn’t know I was taking the third event till a few hours before.
Perhaps I should just clarify at this point that I hadn’t actually secured a personal appearance from the good Lord himself in infant form – I’d just borrowed a life sized doll from a good friend and wrapped him in a pillowcase.
It was THIS Baby Jesus I hadn’t seen since Christmas day!
However the sun came up on the New Year’s day and several hours after that David was awake enough to reassure me that Jesus was safe and well – it turns out he’s in a cardboard box in the garage. (Seems rather appropriate somehow, don’t you think, given that we don’t have a crib or a stable to offer!)
Losing sight of Jesus midst all the food, wrappings and general excitement of the holiday period is probably a risk we all run (I’m talking metaphorically now) Here we are at New Year and the challenge is to find him again and keep him in centre of our lives.
Happy New Year