In a cave, on a mountain in central Italy, St. Francis of Assisi assembled the first Christmas crib in 1223.

The Christ child and two live animals (an ox and a donkey) were its only occupants.  The idea of the crib was to try to reproduce the scene of Jesus’ birth in Bethlehem, to make the story of his birth more vivid/alive to the minds and hearts of the farmers and shepherds who lived there.  The people were delighted.

One of the companions of St. Francis wrote about the opening of the first crib on that Christmas night. ‘The frairs (the monks) from the nearby villages came. The men and women took their places bringing candles and torches to provide some light.  Inside the cave, the crib was assembled” hay or straw was placed at the centre; the Christ child was placed on the straw; and the ox and donkey were then brought in.

Simplicity was honoured; poverty was exalted; humility was praised.  The prayers and the singing of that small community rang out in the cold night air and the rocks all around echoed their songs of joy. Francis preached to the people about the poor king of Bethlehem.  AT the end of the vigil, everyone returned home full of joy.

Ever since that moment, Christmas all over the world followed the example of St. Francis by making their own cribs- either at home or in their Churches.  Today, there is a museum in a village (called Greccio) near the cave where Francis assembled the first crib.  It contains more than one hundred cribs from all over the world-each one trying to portray the mystery of the Christ child in the light of its own culture and traditions -just as Francis did for the people of Greccio.  

Such images can help us to discover a sense of joy, peace and hope- especially if we are weighed down by the many burdens of daily life.  When we look into the face of any newborn infant in its mother’s arms, we give thanks to God for the miracle of a new life.  We experience a sense of peace and security.  As a child rests in its mother arms, even so my soul in your loving care, Lord (we pray in one of the psalms).  

Looking at the tiny figure of the Christ child, we gaze in wonder at the mystery that confronts us: the world of God made flesh; each joined to heaven; a helpless child who is both God and man.

‘Though he was in the form of God, Jesus did not count equality with God a thing to be grasped.  He emptied himself taking the form of a servant, being born in the likeness of men.’

We sometimes find it hard to understand why God chose Bethlehem.  It had little to offer; it was a lonely place, a small village of no significance.  However, the prophet Micah spoke about its future destiny as follows: You, Bethlehem Ephrathah, the very least of the clans of Judah, one of you will be born for me the one who is to rule over Israel.

In his Gospel, Luke tells us how the birth of Jesus took place.  Caesar Augustus ordered that a census of the Roman world should be taken.  This meant that all citizens had to enroll in their ancestral home and not in their place of residence. Hence, Joseph went up from Nazareth to the city of David called Bethlehem because he was from the family of David, to be enrolled with Mary who was with child.  And so we can say that Caesar Augustus was responsible for the long journey that brought Joseph and Mary from Nazareth to Bethlehem.

This was not God’s doing or choice- even though the words that he spoke through the prophet Micah were fulfilled.  With God there is no past or future- it is always now; he is the eternal, the one who knows all things.  And in the case of Jesus’ birth in Bethlehem, he allowed the circumstances of history to follow their course- that is, the census ordered by Caesar Augustus.

Luke’s account of the actual birth of Christ is simple and brief.  Mary gave birth to her firstborn son, wrapped him in swaddling clothes and laid him in a manager, because there was no room for them in the inn.

This is the harsh reality that Mary, Joseph and Jesus had to endure with patience and resignation from the moment of his birth.  And that was only the beginning.
God continues to come to us also in and through the very ordinary events of daily life: disappointments, misunderstanding, small betrayals, tensions, failures of one kind or another...

‘Come to me (Jesus says to us) all you who labour and are burdened and I will give you rest.  Take up my yoke and learn from me and you will find rest for your souls. Yes, my yoke is easy and my burden light.

God, our Father, we thank you for the gift of your son, Jesus.

He has revealed to us the God that you are:

A God full of concern who cares for us when we are tired and wounded; a God who searches for us when we are lost.
Please help us to come back home to you and to follow Him who came to bring us back to you.
Grant this and all our prayers in the name of Jesus the Lord.  Amen.
May Jesus, the Prince of peace, help us to bring his peace and blessings to our families, to our country and to the whole world. Amen