I have a crêche crush, and one of the best looking I’ve ever seen was displayed last year at the entrance to Peridot, a wonderful home decor and gift shop in Atlanta, where I always visit Sister Duvall et. al. at Christmas. Peridot was on our post- Christmas shopping route. Well dang if Duvall didn’t just say Merry Christmas for next year, which is now this year, and I was thrilled to pieces. Perfect for the ranch, it is.
I said I wouldn’t decorate the ranch this year because we will not be there for Christmas and in fact I’m already not there, but I had to put up this beautiful manger scene, which will stay up until Epiphany, so it will have a good run.
Even His Grace said, “Honey, this is beautiful.”
He is a man of few words.
What is a low, anyway, as in the cattle are lowing? What are they up to, exactly?
Another thing I’ve learned about nativity scenes is that it is best to have one with the baby Jesus permanently affixed to his manger. If not, a law of the universe is that the baby Jesus gets lost. Lord knows (if anyone does) we have a hard enough time keeping Christ in Christmas – but losing the baby out of the manger adds insult to injury.
It gets worse.
My aforesaid sister has a pretty but baby-less creche ( I told you..) in her living room.
Nature abhors a void.
I couldn’t help it. A peanut fits perfectly. Add two eyes and a mouth, and…
It does not look a thing like Jesus.
It looks a little like Howie Mandel.
I know Jesus forgives me, but I hope Santa is not watching.