Italian Nativities Changed The Way I Think of Christmas

Some of the BEST thoughts on Christmas and nativity scenes. Makes one think!

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I wanted to buy a nativity scene or a little creche in Italy.

Before we left, I declared my intent to my husband: “What better souvenir?  We’ll be in Italy.  Italy.  At Christmas!  Why not bring home a new nativity that we’ll use for the next several decades?  It’d be perfect.”

As it turns out, I did not, in fact, buy one.  This is mostly because a) home nativity scenes and creches in Italy are profoundly expensive and b) because home nativity scenes and creches in Italy are deeply involved.  I saw tiny, delicate nativities with mechanical moving parts: actual running water, donkeys drinking, sheep walking, Mary swaddling Jesus over and over again with tiny carved hands.  They were all beautiful, they all cost an insane amount, and they were all far too delicate to cram into my suitcase for the trip home.

And yet: those nativity scenes changed…

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Author: dawnlizjones

Tends toward TMI, so here's the short list: guitar and banjo (both of which have been much neglected as of late), bicycling (ibid), dogs, very black tea, and contemplating and commenting on deep philosophical thoughts about which I have had no academic or professional training. Oh, also reading, writing, but I shy away from arithmetic.

7 thoughts on “Italian Nativities Changed The Way I Think of Christmas”

  1. Wow. What an illustration from these nativities scene that Jesus came to a world that was tangibly real…it reminds me that He really did come to our real world of flesh and bones and surrounded with everyday people.

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  2. We do tend to clean things up when we celebrate Christmas and Easter. You are right, it was probably messy and smelly in that cave or barn. I went to an Easter service once, and the minister said, “If anyone has small children who will be noisy, please step out to the lobby or go to the children’s room. This is a holy service.” I was horrified by that. It wasn’t quiet when Jesus was crucified. People were yelling, women were crying and soldiers were throwing dice.

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