Merry Christmas!

They were tired.
It was cold.
Such a long journey.
The treasure carried would replace the old.
Its value had been such that to touch the chest
which carried the old brought the penalty of death.
What importance would the new vessel have,
carrying treasure vastly greater in value than the old?
What was the vessel’s treasure?
The treasure that man, both good and bad,
would seek after its wealth for ages?
Ending the journey,
the vessel and treasure were brought to a special place.
There the vessel opened.
The treasure: Jesus was born!

Isaiah says, “Come reason with Me, saith the Lord.”
Since Adam, eighty billion people have lived and died.
Out of billions, only one was entrusted with the greatest treasure ever.
Only one held Him to Her breast.
On winter nights, what thoughts must have gone through this breath of Heaven,
Who cuddle He, who was born of man and yet God?
Reason and think.
Go deeper into the Scriptures.
Has any man ever known the love which existed between this Mother and Child?
What wonders it reveals.
What hope it gives for all the world,
for God needed a Mother for His Son.
The Scriptures are alive.
They speak more than the words we read.
This Christmas meditate; think; reason.