HomeWe piled into Mom & Dad’s car last night and headed to a place they referred to as Tusten, with possibly an ordinal direction attached (though which I cannot remember). I must admit, I had no idea where we were by the time we arrived. There was a sign indicating the camp’s name, but in the dark after one too many turns, all I could do was hypothesize the sign did indeed indicate where we were.
After parking the car, we promptly signed the guest book, under assumed names of course. A woman indicated that we could enjoy the horse and sleigh ride in ten or fifteen minutes. However, the Nativity walk departed before then. Our group was rather large, 30-40 or more. We were unaware that groups would depart every five to ten minutes in a progressive format, hence our extremely large posse. Our guide took us on a walk with several stops, where portions of Luke 2 were read. We heard Mary receive instructions from Gabriel, the shepherds learn of the new king’s birth, the wise men’s arrival in Bethlehem and an invitation to become part of the ultimate story. The performers did a great job, it was a rather chilly night. The goats and horses were remarkably calm for all the activity surrounding them. I was slightly frustrated at the number of people, but didn’t understand that we could have waited for a later group. I would have been more patient in a smaller group, which is no excuse. I find it difficult to be joyful when I am unable to participate in an activity fully, I think that may be referred to in some circles as selfishness. Good thing I’m a work in progress, otherwise I’d be up a creek.
After the journey around the camp following the star, everyone was invited to have some cocoa, coffee, cookies and/or light dinner. In the dining room, we could purchase products from home-based businesses such as the rubber stamping for profit and free stuff if you convince your friends and family to buy enough and cooking for friends in your house so they will buy stuff and you can get free merchandise. (I’ll not mention any names.) I’m not sure that was the best way to end a Live Nativity walk that focused on God’s gift to us, but I will admit to being skeptical about many things in life. Don’t get me wrong, the items for sale were beautiful, I just question the appropriateness of the sale of that and encouragement to sign-up to host/hostess a “party” at home during this occasion. </steps off soapbox>
In the spirit of the giving season, while we drove I attempted to work on a knitting project, but the evening light faded too quickly. I was too concerned with the possibility of dropping a stitch or twisting one the wrong way, so I put it away for another day.
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