Taking Jesus Off the Shelf

A few years ago my grandma gave me an old nativity set. Not a fancy one. Just a cheap ceramicĀ one. She bought a bunch of them one year for all her grandkids. My cousin accidentally ended up with an African American nativity set. The rest of us got “white” ones making Jesus a redhead and Mary blond. Not the most historically accurate, the African American one probably would have been more accurate. But I love it because I love my grandma. I didn’t have much display space this year, so the nativity ended up on our kitchen window sill. Rebekah, … Read more…

Sharing the Story of Jesus

We used to read the nativity story aloud from the Bible every Christmas as a family. It was a small gesture, but enough to always remind us what the focus of Christmas should be. When I was young, probably 4 or 5, I would “help” my mom decorate the house and the tree by dressing up in towels like I was Mary, swaddling our cat in another towel (you can imagine how that went) to pretend he was baby Jesus. I guess all my dolls were girls? I would sit under the Christmas tree and reenact the nativity story, to … Read more…