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Work sometimes gets in the way of life. When we are called on to work the night shift either because the shift rotation has fallen out that way, or because someone with seniority over us has dibs on Christmas Eve time off, here we are, forced to be away from our family again. This doesn’t seem right. Sometimes the extra pay isn’t worth it. Besides, our work conditions aren’t very healthy. It gets pretty cold at night at work sometimes.
Yet someone has to watch the sheep. At least that’s what we’re told. The sheep. Always the sheep. Like sheep are more important than we are! These sheep are meant for slaughter anyway. Well, maybe they are kind of important. After all, they are the ones that will be used for the Temple sacrifices. Even for the Day of Atonement celebration. Someday a Deliverer will come and every day will be a Day of Atonement – a day when the Messiah, Immanuel, will have His rightful place over all of this.
I wonder what the other shepherds are thinking? It’s so quiet tonight. The stars are beautiful. God made them, I know. But sometimes God seems so far away just like those stars. Sometimes I just wish He would come close.
“And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid.
And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people.
For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.”