Piercing the Plod

Thinking of those shepherds who washed their socks that night…

Boring life that – watching sheep.  A fairly predictable plod.  Not that interesting of a dinner party response.  Harder work than you’d ideally like.  Stuck with the same colleagues for years on end. That little bit less rewarding than you feel you deserve.  It’s what your dad did, and then what your son will do after you’ve gone.

Then one ordinary night angels appear in the sky, and tell you about Jesus.

It’s back to the shepherding the next day, and again the days after. The mainstream media haven’t noticed. The powerful and the popular are unperturbed.  But you know – the plod has been pierced.  There’s more to all this than you thought.  There’s a greater reality than the daily grind – and it’s close enough to grab. There’s hope on this hillside now.  And it’s because of this baby born in bethlehem.

All over the earth, amongst the obscure and the unimportant, the daily plod is still being pierced by the message of the Prince of Peace.  You might not always be picking up on it, but everything is being changed by the proclamation of his arrival in that manger.  Good news of great joy has come to you.

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