Take Me to the Manger…

Those were the words of Pastor Jim yesterday.  Take us to the manger.

I can’t help but think there is a song in that somewhere…maybe I should write one.  Although, everytime I think I can put them to music the song, “Get me to the church on time, Lord” rings through my head for some reason.  I was never really a fan of that song, so, unless by some great gift I hear new music, I probably won’t write it.

Anyway…Getting to the manger.  That really seems to me to be my calling this season.  Get to the manger.  Make that journey.  Bring my gifts, talents, flaws, problems, pain, joy, sorrow, happiness…and everything else….and get to the manger.

The manger.  Where I can kneel at the feet of a baby, and call that baby savior.

So, thank you Jim, for naming my call this year.

I’m off.  I’m off to get to the manger.  It’s a long journey…I may be a few days late.  But that’s ok.  If I can just get there…and kneel at that baby’s feet…well, then, all things will be well.  All manner of things will be well.