Mary's Dream


I had a dream Joseph. I don't understand it, not really, but I think it was about a birthday celebration for our Son. I think that was what it was all about. The people had been preparing for it for about six weeks. They had decorated their homes and bought new clothes. They'd gone shopping many times and bought elaborate gifts. It was peculiar though because the presents weren't for our Son. They wrapped them in beautiful paper and tied them with lovely bows and stacked them under a tree. Yes, a tree Joseph, right in their house. They'd decorated the tree too. The branches were full of glowing balls and sparkling ornaments. There was a figure on top of the tree. It looked like an angel.
Oh, it was beautiful.

Everyone was laughing and happy. They gave the gifts to each other Joseph, not to our Son. I don't think they even knew Him. They never mentioned His name. Doesn't it seem odd for people to go to all that trouble to celebrate someone's birthday if they don't even know Him? I had the strangest feeling that if our Son had gone to this celebration He would have been intruding. Everything was so beautiful Joseph, and everyone so full of cheer, but it made me want to cry. How sad for Jesus-not to
be wanted at His own birthday celebration.
I'm glad it was only a dream.

How terrible, Joseph, if it had been real.

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