The air chilled him to the bone. He pulled his coat tighter around himself as he walked, making his rounds. Another lonely night shift in the deserted office building, watching and waiting. He stopped to look out the window at the dark sky above. The night seemed so long waiting for dawn. Hope seemed so far away, so out of reach. He felt like a forgotten soul in an unnoticed job. He muttered to himself as he continued down the hallway, “Who would want to use me for anything of any significance?”
In the same region there were some shepherds staying out in the fields and keeping watch over their flock by night. And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them; and they were terribly frightened. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. – Luke 2:8-11 (NASB)
So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. – Luke 2:16-18 (NIV)
© 2022, Chris G Thelen
#Vignettes is an adaptation of #WednesdayWalk posts. These are short insights into struggles unknown people face juxtaposed with scripture related to Christmas.
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