I enjoy watching old movies and “The Bishop’s Wife” is one of my favorites. The story begins with an angel coming to earth to restore the lack of love for everyday life and help with the self doubt that both the Bishop and his wife are experiencing.
In the end the Bishop regains God’s perspective and delivers a sermon that we can still appreciate today. It’s Christmas…
Once upon a midnight clear, there was a child’s cry, a blazing star hung over a stable, and wise men came with birthday gifts. We haven’t forgotten that night down the centuries. We celebrate it with stars on Christmas trees, with the sound of bells, and with gifts.
But especially with gifts. You give me a book, I give you a tie. Aunt Martha has always wanted an orange squeezer and Uncle Henry can do with a new pipe. For we forget nobody, adult or child. All the stockings are filled, all that is, except one. And we have even forgotten to hang it up. The stocking for the child born in a manger. Its his birthday we’re celebrating. Don’t let us ever forget that.
Let us ask ourselves what He would wish for most. And then, let each put in his share, loving kindness, warm hearts, and a stretched out hand of tolerance. All the shinning gifts that make peace on earth.”
As we celebrate Christmas Day …”let each put in his share, loving kindness, warm hearts, and stretched out hand of tolerance.” ~Deb