At vigil mass, as I meditated on the Nativity, my mind went back to my childhood. Actually, lately my mind has been spending a lot of time there. Recapturing the sense of awe of a child’s heart enhances this lovely season for me. For some reason a Spanish Christmas carol I haven’t heard in years came to mind. Let’s join the shepherds and go to Bethlehem with a joyful heart.
Now I must get hay and water for the camels to be ready for the Three Kings arrival tonight.