Growing up my all time favorite Christmas Cantata that my mom sang in was called Prince of Peace. I went to almost all of the rehearsals and listened to the cassette tape every single day. I loved…loved…the music! There isn’t a Christmas season that has come since that I haven’t sung those songs over and over in my mind.
This evening we lit the peace candle in our advent wreath. Our devotional was about Joseph and how he had such great faith in God to take Mary as his wife, Jesus as his adopted son, and take them to Egypt to flee King Herod until he died. Our activity was to split the family into 2 teams and blindfold one person on each team. The using an unbreakable ornament for the Christmas tree the blindfolded member had to make their way to put the ornament on the Christmas tree from the opposite side of the house using only verbal directions from their team mates. It was challenging…but it was fun. It takes much trust to put yourself in the hands of others.
I love that this story fell on the evening of peace. Because God’s peace isn’t like the world’s peace. It doesn’t make human sense. I can imagine much of what was asked of Joseph didn’t make sense to him, but the blessing of being Jesus earthly father far outweighed it. As I prepare Him room I am going to try to dig up that old sheet music. May the Price of peace guard our hearts and minds this Advent season.