I stood in a full nursery room today beside mummys and daddys, grannys and granpas, watching our little ones perform their nursery nativity "The Little Angel". They sang with great gusto and confidence, and danced as if no one was watching: I was so proud of each and every one of them - able or disabled, child or teacher - for they had put on a truly magical performance.
"There's something special going on, special going on and I don't know what it is. It might be happy, it won't be sad. I'm sure that it will make me glad. There's something special going on, special going on and I don't know what it is"
Christmas is a special time but The Little Angel wonders what makes Christmas so special. It's not the snowflakes twirling, whirling to the ground, it's not the little Christmas puddings and the scrumptious food that we eat; it's not Santa Claus and his beard of white nor the presents under the tree: these are all indeed enjoyable and fun and very much part of a happy Christmas, but it's only when The Little Angel arrives at Bethlehem and finds the scene at the manger that she realises what makes the night so very special.
Christmas is about the birth of Jesus and I was reminded of this today. It's a powerful lesson for any child to learn and I'm glad that Niamh and Eilidh were able to take part in such a lovely nativity which told them of the intangible joy and excitement that Christmas brings but kept the story of the real Christmas and the birth of Jesus alive and special.
So thank you to each and every little girl and boy that took part in the nativity today and a big thank you to all the teachers who made it possible - it really was a joy to watch!
And Niamh, as for your question "mummy, why isn't Joseph Jesus' daddy?": go and ask your daddy...