Blessed is the season which engages the whole world in a conspiracy of love.
About the time Caesar Augustus ordered a census to be taken throughout the Empire. Everyone had to travel to his own ancetral hometown to be accounted for. So Joseph went from the Galilean town of Nazareth up to Bethlehem in Judah, David’s town, for the census. As a descendant of David, he had to go there. He went with Mary, his fiancee, who was pregnant.
While they were there, the time came for her to give birth. She gave birth to a son, her firstborn. She wrapped him in a blanket and laid him in a manger, because there was no room for them at the hostel.
There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God’s angel stood among them and God’s glory blazed around them. They were terrified. The angel said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for for everybody, worldwide: a Savior was just born in David’s town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what your’re to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger.”
At once the angel was joined by a huge angelic choir singing God’s praises:
“Glory to God in the heavenly heights, Peace to all men and women on earth who please him.”
Luke 2: 9-13 — The Message