This year I am Joseph. No, I am not really Joseph, I am Mauricio Arenas. My wife really is Mary. Well, she’s Maria but that is close enough. Our daughter, Esperanza, gets to play the role of Jesus. Although, that doesn’t really make sense. Here I am, walking down the street like a pied piper…
Then the man who is governor of the land told us, “This is how I will find out if you are honest men. Leave one of your brothers here with me, and take grain for your starving families and go on home. But you must bring your youngest brother back to me. Then I will…
What is in a name? Does what we are called match up with who we are?
Today, I’ve already made more than a few decisions. Each one of them has felt completely insignificant. Each one of them has drastically changed the world.
What would Joseph have been thinking if the first Christmas happened in our times?
Sometimes I think it is cute how warped our traditional story of Christmas is.
It was the betrayal that made the saving possible, but it was love that made the choice to save. It is the motif of the savior.