The Travel of Trust

This is a different blog from my normal postings. I have been doing a lot of thinking and reading about Christmas and I just felt inspired to write about it. We all have this sanitized view of the first Christmas - Mary, Joseph, the Babe, the manger scene but it was a terrible time. A horrific time. In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world.   (This was the first census that took place while Quirinius was governor of Syria.)   And everyone went to their own town to register.   So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. Step back a minute. First, we have the Roman world. Rome could be compared to the United States of America today. They believed they had the divine blessing of God to rule over the worl

It's almost Christmas, and in keeping with my new yearly tradition - no cards this year. Sorry, I always plan to send them out with greetings but Christmas creeps on me and it never gets done. Thank you to all who have sent us cards and photos and letters. I love them all. There's your card and inside I will say -   "May you feel all the love and joy I have for you throughout this festive season and all year round. Having you as my friends and family brings me great joy." What a year it has been. A few small changes since my last blog post.  I had a renogram last Thursday to check on kidney function. I won't get the results until after Christmas but I am confident that all is well. They warn me not to cross a border or try to board a plane for 24 hours but I am dying to find out what would happen if I did. She injected some radioactive material into an IV and I had to lay still for 3/4 of an hour as they watched it flow through my kidneys. She asked if I