Humble King – Woo Hoo!
Reflections such as these elicit a deep exuberant response in me. Sometimes I feel like a wiggly third grade boy quivering to get out of his seat to run and play. The truth of it, the enormity of it, the genius of it begs me to jump out of my seat and yell…Woo Hoo! The silence of reflection is waiting to be shattered with the noise of shouting and singing.
“In London, I caught glimpses of the more typical way rulers stride through the world: with bodyguards, and a trumpet fanfare, and a flourish of bright clothes and flashing jewelry. Queen Elizabeth II had recently visited the United States, and reporters delighted in spelling out the logistics involved: her four thousand pounds of luggage included two outfits for every occasion, a mourning outfit in case someone died, forty pints of plasma, and white leather toilet seat covers. She brought along her own hairdresser, two valets, and a host of other attendants.
“In contrast, God’s visit to Earth took place humbly, in an animal shelter with no attendants present and nowhere to lay the newborn King but in a feed trough. A mule could have stepped on him. ‘How silently, how silently, the wondrous gift is given.’”
Only one thing left to say…..WOO HOO!
Left: Hallmark Heavenly Angels series 1992
Top: Nativity purchased at Hinton Railroad Days 1993
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