Tonight, my parents, Mr. Right and I attended Christmas Eve service at my church. We sang a few Christmas songs, observed the Lord's Supper, the ended by singing Silent Night.
Everyone had been given a candle as they entered the sanctuary. As the music for the benediction song started, the ushers started at the front and began working their way back lighting the candles. I attend a large church (about 3,000 members) so this took a little while.
It was in that moment I saw the Christmas story play out.
A man - who had come alone to the service dressed in jeans, a work jacket, and his hair back in a ponytail - reached into his pocket and got his cigerrette lighter to light his own candle. After doing that, he turned to the well dressed, wealthy lady beside him and lit her candle with his own.
The Shepherd and the Wise (wo)Man were joined by the light of our Savior.
Isn't that what Christmas is all about? Jesus coming to Earth not only to bring us to Him, but to bridge any differences and bring us together as His people?