Don’t get me wrong, I love holidays. I love the actual day of Halloween and the actual day of Thanksgiving and the actual night of Christmas Eve and the actual mornings of Easter and Christmas Day. When I was a child, I loved decorating a shoebox with construction paper, lacy hearts, and whatever else seemed appropriate. I loved collecting valentines in my Valentine’s Day Shoebox, from my friends at school. When I was a teenager, one of my first boyfriends picked whatever was alive in his mother’s yard and brought me a bouquet of valentine love, and he topped that with a gift of the first album by the Beatles. I loved that Valentine’s Day. But I’m not 15 now, and I live alone in the Ozark Mountains. No one has brought me a bouquet today yet, but that’s ok. I have valentines in my heart, and I have them 365 days a year.
In another post, I assure people that although the Donkey’s Song is a Christmas Nativity Story, it offers a message of faith, hope, and friendship that I believe we should hold in our hearts all throughout the year. But even greater than that, the Donkey’s Song is a message about Love.
“For God so loved the world….”