Mexican Nativity

I can't believe it's Christmas Eve Day! I hope all of you are experiencing the most wonderful Christmas and holiday season. Especially those of you in such extreme f-f-f-freezing temperatures! I hope all my readers are safe, happy, healthy, with loved-ones, and enjoying every special moment, whatever that may be.

I mentioned once before that I collect nativities. I have, gosh, the ever-colorful Jim Shore nativity and the lovely Willow Tree nativity. A plastic toy Playmobile one the boys enjoyed playing with when they were younger. My cherished olive wood nativity that I actually bought in Bethlehem when I was a college student there 26 years ago. I even have a precious origami nativity, lovingly made by a family we go to church with. I love all of my nativities because each one is special to me for different reasons. A favorite nativity however, is perhaps the most humble, but something about it's raw beauty touches me. I just love my little clay nativity from Mexico. Rough, hollow, quickly painted, highly breakable... yet colorful, simple, and sweet. And the holy family's halos make me smile every time I look at them. The baby Jesus began his life in humble beginnings as well. Perhaps that's what's so poignant.

I wish you all a colorful, simple, and sweet Christmas :)