I found it really interesting that Joseph and Mary were not alone in camping out when there was no room in the inn. Their situation was humble, but not dire.
Ok, how awesome is this: “..the climax is such as the mind of man could never have conceived- the sudden appearance of a multitude of the heavenly host, singing audibly to human ears the briefest, most consistent and most truly complete of all the songs of peace ever attuned by mortal or spirit choir.” Wow. As I’ve been pondering on worship, I realize that singing plays a large part in my own personal worship, so I LOVE this.
I don’t really have words for what I think about Mary, and how difficult it must have been as her son’s mission and future pain became more evident. I have so much respect for her.
And on a lighter note- again, I claim vindication: “It is annoying to see learned men use the same apparatus of calculation and reach the most diverse results. It is bewildering to attempt a reconciliation of these varying calculations.” See, math is dumb.