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PILGRIMS AS THE SHEPHERDS OF BETHLEHEM
" Child slept and his parents watched as only parents can watch their
child. "
10.45 go to church Chantonnay
11am Eucharist at the Church of Chantonnay
12.15: Reception in the Assembly Hall ..... everyone brings a Christmas decoration
to give a festive air to the room and makes everyone a little gift:
bookmark decorated Christmas ball decorated little character to hang paper, candle, star decorated .....................
Point weather around the table during the meal .....
DINNER PARTY: logs made could be used for dessert and a snack ....
RELAXATION according to individual needs.
SONG: "I would walk with my Lord"
Let us start with SHEPHERDS ..... who wants to be a shepherd? who wants to be a sheep
? we will encounter the new-born, the Lamb of God
Following this approach to the crib we say each: "YES IT IS THE LAMB OF GOD
! GOD WITH U.S. "
Before the crib everyone is invited to say what is Christmas for him ......
we sing Christmas
EXCHANGE OF GIFTS with a play-house
We celebrate birthdays by Denis C, Jeanne-Marie, Maëlan
Colette and Theresa
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The Word:
We the shepherds, we have no voice.
Scribes and Pharisees have a look for us contempt. It appears that we are thieves and dishonest, that we do not respect the commandments of the Law of Moses.
I never go to synagogue at Bethlehem, but I'm sure we do not let me enter. Why? Because it is so! Since the animals are still animals and the poor are treated like the poor, rejected, discarded, placed in the margin.
My life runs around the pasture, the sheep and my dog are my company and I usually fall asleep under the stars. Long sleepless nights, I sometimes ask me why we are marginalized? why can not I wear beautiful clothes? why is life so difficult for some? Sometimes, when the stars shine and the night is sweet, I'm at peace, I forget my shirt torn, bruised my feet, the cold that pierces the bone or the heat that dries out. It is as if God was near me, beside me, he supported me and comforted me. It is he who is my shepherd.
That night however was different. A voice crossed the silent, soft and clear to both audible and mysterious. The sheep remained huddled against each other. The voice again was heard. She spoke of birth and poverty, glory and peace. Like a caress on the cheek that has ever received. I never felt God so close, tender, caring.
And here I am with my friends in Bethlehem shepherds. Why have we gone so far? Driven by the desire to leave our lives, changing lives? Anyway, with my companions, I found myself faced with a newborn, gently laid in a manger, however small, poor and naked as any of my lambs. And I could not help thinking, "This is the Lamb of God . A peaceful silence reigned in the barn. The child was asleep and his parents looked on, as only parents can watch their child. The love of the Most High was somewhat noticeable, a love so different from what we imagine!
When I got home, I was also different. Why the sight of this child has it changed my life so much? It is as if he had blown into the hollow of the ear that I was "son of God, loved by the Father of all men. A new light guiding my steps. I could not help keep it all in my heart. Everything was the same, but everything was new. Can not forget this night of grace that has transformed my life. Yes, I think, since that day, "God is with us! "
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