But we know not all was calm and bright on the night of our Savior’s birth, either. Such a reality speaks to the whole story of Christ’s coming. I think in particular of Matthew 2:2-13 – of Herod’s murderous jealousy, of Mary and Joseph as refugees in flight to Egypt to keep their son, Jesus, safe. I then think of the young boys back in Bethlehem – the first to die in the name of Jesus. How soon after the manger comes massacre; how soon a mother’s rejoicing becomes mourning.

