“For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger.” (Luke 2:10-12)
When I was a child, I stumbled upon a rock and broke my arm. This rock was not the only rock or stone in my life. The stones of my life were my sensitivity and thoughts. The stones were the schools and jobs where I did not fit in, and all the jobs I could not find. The stones were all the challenges and relations, in which I didn’t succeed.
I know there will be more rocks I stumble upon in the future. Wait a second, I forgot to tell you about one special stone in my life.
Photo Credits: Hartmut Tobies
Year after year I celebrated Christmas without understanding what or who I was really celebrating. It appeared baby Jesus drowned in all the jingle bells, sugarcanes, garlands, red and blue lights, Christmas pudding and cookies.
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