After Christmas Recovery

Christmas day was just beautiful here. The sun was shining part of the day, melting off snow and ice – and glittering on the snow that remained. Sweet time with family and simple enjoyment of the day. As I write this, my girls are watching one of their new movies, I am rocking my nephew to sleep, and my husband lies sick with the stomach flu on the couch… I feel as though I have regressed back to my first trimester this week, rather than progressed into my third. We are trying to recover from Christmas today…

Do you ever wonder what it was like for Mary the day after “Christmas”? Not only had she taken shelter with her betrothed husband in a stable, but she had delivered him and made a manger his bed. She did not have the sometimes luxurious suites new mothers find themselves recuperating in. THEN, she was not visited by family or friends, but by total strangers. Shepherds who were brought to her newborn’s place of rest in the night…

I don’t know about you, but I am pretty tired after delivery, even with an epidural… And here were Mary & Joseph, brand new parents of this tiny, precious Savior Emmanuel, entertaining strangers who came to worship their newborn son.

Months after the angel visited Mary, and then Joseph, they found themselves in the most plain circumstances. Were they so overwhelmed by what they lacked and embarrassed at all by their circumstances? Do you think Joseph berated himself for not being able to provide something more for his wife & son? Were they overcome by the memory of the angels’ messages and the stories the shepherds told of an angel chorus announcing their Son’s birth?

I do wonder and wish I had a portal to see with my own eyes the events that took place that night. Just reading the story told in Luke 2 brings tears to my eyes….

And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, his fiancée, who was now obviously pregnant. And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her first child, a son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no lodging available for them.

That night there were shepherds staying in the fields nearby, guarding their flocks of sheep. Suddenly, an angel of the Lord appeared among them, and the radiance of the Lord’s glory surrounded them. They were terrified, but the angel reassured them. “Don’t be afraid!” he said. “I bring you good news that will bring great joy to all people. The Savior—yes, the Messiah, the Lord—has been born today in Bethlehem, the city of David! And you will recognize him by this sign: You will find a baby wrapped snugly in strips of cloth, lying in a manger.” Suddenly, the angel was joined by a vast host of others—the armies of heaven—praising God and saying,

“Glory to God in highest heaven, and peace on earth to those with whom God is pleased.”

When the angels had returned to heaven, the shepherds said to each other, “Let’s go to Bethlehem! Let’s see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.” They hurried to the village and found Mary and Joseph. And there was the baby, lying in the manger. After seeing him, the shepherds told everyone what had happened and what the angel had said to them about this child. All who heard the shepherds’ story were astonished, but Mary kept all these things in her heart and thought about them often. The shepherds went back to their flocks, glorifying and praising God for all they had heard and seen. It was just as the angel had told them. ~ Luke 2: 4-20 (NLT) ~

“After Christmas Recovery” takes on a whole new meaning when looking thru the lens of Scripture, don’t you think?