From the stables
Luke 2: 1-7 (NRSVA)
1 In those days a decree went out from Emperor Augustus that all the world should be registered. 2 This was the first registration and was taken while Quirinius was governor of Syria. 3 All went to their own towns to be registered. 4 Joseph also went from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to the city of David called Bethlehem, because he was descended from the house and family of David. 5 He went to be registered with Mary, to whom he was engaged and who was expecting a child. 6 While they were there, the time came for her to deliver her child. 7 And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in bands of cloth, and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn.
Everyone knows when I have been to the stables because I smell of the stables! The smell clings to my clothes and my hair. But for me this smell isn’t unpleasant. Actually for most horsey people the smell isn’t unpleasant. There is nothing we love more than the smell of our horses and to us each horse smells unique. There is nothing more comforting for me than to put my arms around my pony Cheeko, to embed my face into his neck and to breathe in his smell. Cheeko to me smells like love. And when I breathe him in I am filled with love and peace.
That first Christmas was messy, it was make-shift. The baby Jesus placed in a manger, an animal feeding trough. And I can smell the surroundings of that first Christmas. And it smells like love.
Life is messy
Help us to find the beauty and your love within the messiness