124 My Monologues & Musings: Oh, Baby Jesus, Happy Birthday to you!
(Lk 2)
Oh, the Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
The cute little Adorable Prince,
Happy Birthday to you, Oh, Holy Infant!
You are an Adorable Prince of Peace indeed!
As you know, ages ago,
Oh, the Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
The cute little Adorable Prince,
Happy Birthday to you, Oh, Holy Infant!
You are an Adorable Prince of Peace indeed!
As you know, ages ago,
About Two thousand plus years ago,
Your parents started a long journey from Nazareth to Bethlehem, right?
They had to cover a pretty good distance of about a hundred and forty or so kilometers/around eighty miles of dusty and dangerous roads.
They had to cover a pretty good distance of about a hundred and forty or so kilometers/around eighty miles of dusty and dangerous roads.
Normally, it takes three to four days to cover the distance. But you parents must have taken about twelve or so days as your Mom was nine month pregnant with you. It must have been a very tedious, trying trip.
Oh, the Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
They were not just two of them travelling.
As they set out, they had you along with them, you were with them, don't you remember?
Oh, Blessed Babe, you were comfortably cosying right with your Mom in the most natural and warm, 'Baby Sleeping Bag' which the Creator had gifted your Mom the moment she was formed and fashioned by Him.
How loving is our Creator!
How farsighted is our Maker!
How caring our Moms are!
Oh, the Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
They were not just two of them travelling.
As they set out, they had you along with them, you were with them, don't you remember?
Oh, Blessed Babe, you were comfortably cosying right with your Mom in the most natural and warm, 'Baby Sleeping Bag' which the Creator had gifted your Mom the moment she was formed and fashioned by Him.
How loving is our Creator!
How farsighted is our Maker!
How caring our Moms are!
How blessed are we, to have them both!
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
How honoured are we!
How honoured are we!
To have you as one of us!
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
Finally, after days of tedious trip,
there you were!
at the outskirts of the ancient and tiny royal city of Bethlehem!
On a cold and crisp December Night lit with
Twinkling Stars in the skies above the ancient tiny little city of Bethlehem.
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
Finally, after days of tedious trip,
there you were!
at the outskirts of the ancient and tiny royal city of Bethlehem!
On a cold and crisp December Night lit with
Twinkling Stars in the skies above the ancient tiny little city of Bethlehem.
You along with your Mom and Foster Father, were at the outskirts of the tiny city of Bethlehem.
Oh, boy, Oh, boy! the moment you heard your Foster Father telling your almost exhausted Mom something like,
"there we are! That's Bethlehem..
We will be there in a short time.."
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
hearing it, you too got all excited,
Oh, boy, Oh, boy! the moment you heard your Foster Father telling your almost exhausted Mom something like,
"there we are! That's Bethlehem..
We will be there in a short time.."
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
hearing it, you too got all excited,
Didn't you?
You might have started pressing and pushing your Mom to let you peep out..
As she was feeling your push...
and she must have have been very worried
and might have told your Foster Father to hurry up to find a room as you could, at any moment, be born!"
The tiny city was packed with residents, travellers and pilgrims, its narrow streets and lanes were humming with noisy nightlife.
From house to house he went,
From door to door, he knocked..
No rooms..
No place in the Inn...
Your Foster Father was frantic...
failing to find a the privacy of room
for you to be born, he was terrified!
Finally, he could find only a stable
as a quiet and convenient place..
and hurried he did, huddling your Mom and
ushered her to the stable which was turned
into a makeshift 'labour room.'
As the story goes, your Foster Father sought and got a midwife helper to assist your Mom, right?
Waiting patiently, praying fervently,
finally your Foster Father smiled as he heard
the cry of a newborn!
"It's a Boy!"
Sure, your Mom and Foster Father knew
already nine months ago,
that you would be a Baby Boy!
You might have started pressing and pushing your Mom to let you peep out..
As she was feeling your push...
and she must have have been very worried
and might have told your Foster Father to hurry up to find a room as you could, at any moment, be born!"
The tiny city was packed with residents, travellers and pilgrims, its narrow streets and lanes were humming with noisy nightlife.
From house to house he went,
From door to door, he knocked..
No rooms..
No place in the Inn...
Your Foster Father was frantic...
failing to find a the privacy of room
for you to be born, he was terrified!
Finally, he could find only a stable
as a quiet and convenient place..
and hurried he did, huddling your Mom and
ushered her to the stable which was turned
into a makeshift 'labour room.'
As the story goes, your Foster Father sought and got a midwife helper to assist your Mom, right?
Waiting patiently, praying fervently,
finally your Foster Father smiled as he heard
the cry of a newborn!
"It's a Boy!"
Sure, your Mom and Foster Father knew
already nine months ago,
that you would be a Baby Boy!
They were thrilled to see you face to face for the first time!
Oh Babe of Bethlehem!
Oh Babe of Bethlehem!
Oh, Emmanuel, finally you did arrive!
Oh, Prince of Peace! at last, you are born!
Your Mom wrapped you in swaddling clothes and huddled you closed to her.
And both of you slipped into a peaceful nap. As your Foster Father heaving a sigh of relief,
He sat with glazed eyes watching you both.
Up from High Heavens there descended
the soothing Sound of Heavenly Silence!
Indeed, it was,
Oh, Prince of Peace! at last, you are born!
Your Mom wrapped you in swaddling clothes and huddled you closed to her.
And both of you slipped into a peaceful nap. As your Foster Father heaving a sigh of relief,
He sat with glazed eyes watching you both.
Up from High Heavens there descended
the soothing Sound of Heavenly Silence!
Indeed, it was,
"Silent Night.... Holy Night!"
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
Let me take peek of you!
Let me glance your serenely smiling face!
How could you ever be a helpless infant baby!
How could you ever be born a mortal like us!
How could you ever be born so pauper poor!
How could you ever be hiding your Divine Nature, oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem!
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
We humans shall never know the depth of Your love for us!
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
Let me take peek of you!
Let me glance your serenely smiling face!
How could you ever be a helpless infant baby!
How could you ever be born a mortal like us!
How could you ever be born so pauper poor!
How could you ever be hiding your Divine Nature, oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem!
Oh, Blessed Babe of Bethlehem,
We humans shall never know the depth of Your love for us!
A love that is Inexhaustible!
A love so Unconditional, Unrequited, Unending!
Oh Emmanuel! Oh, Emmanuel!
I bow before Thee, Oh, Babe of Bethlehem,
I bow before Thee, Oh, Emmanuel!
In Silence, in Wonder, in Joy, and
A love so Unconditional, Unrequited, Unending!
Oh Emmanuel! Oh, Emmanuel!
I bow before Thee, Oh, Babe of Bethlehem,
I bow before Thee, Oh, Emmanuel!
In Silence, in Wonder, in Joy, and
in Thanksgiving!
I bow before Thee, Oh, Babe of Bethlehem!
Amen
Dear Reader, Wish you and your loved ones
A very Blessed and Merry Christmas!
May the Peace, the Joy, and the Simplicity of the Babe of Bethlehem, of the Emmanuel
Be yours to experience and relish every day!
Gloria in Excelsis Deo !!!!!!!
JoAchen
Friday, 25th December 2015I bow before Thee, Oh, Babe of Bethlehem!
Amen
Dear Reader, Wish you and your loved ones
A very Blessed and Merry Christmas!
May the Peace, the Joy, and the Simplicity of the Babe of Bethlehem, of the Emmanuel
Be yours to experience and relish every day!
Gloria in Excelsis Deo !!!!!!!
JoAchen
Joachenmonologues@gmail.com
PS
These Reflections are neither pure scientific exegesis nor are they any theological speculations. They are my devotional meditations mainly meant for my personal renewal and spiritual growth. They are a part of my, a Prodigal Priest's, journaling on my way of the Pilgrimage to the Home of our Heavenly Father.
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