Back about twenty years or so ago, we only had one nativity scene.
My daddy made it, so I loved it.
It was brown. Flower does not like brown things, she likes green things.
There were only two wisemen and no camels.
Or maybe they were shepherds, but there were no sheep either.
It was hard to tell Mary and Joseph apart. They both seemed to have beards.
Jesus was square. Poor Jesus.
So this brown, hodgepodge nativity scene was set up in the basement.
The shame occurred in my Sunday School class.
We were discussing the true meaning of Christmas.
Our class was sharing stories of all the distractions of the holidays,
that put Jesus in the “basement.”
Flower, being the open-book fool that she is,
shared the information that her Jesus actually was in the basement
and that our main floor was decorated with colorful snowmen.
Some good Lutheran gasps were heard ’round the room.
So every year since, I have found one special Nativity scene to add to my holiday decorations.
Just to remind me what Christmas is all about.
See any snowmen?