“In the same region, shepherds were staying out in the fields and keeping watch at night over their flock. Suddenly, an angel of the Lord stood before them….” (Luke 2:8ff.)
I wonder a lot about that first Christmas.
I wonder about the shepherds Luke told us about, the men tending their sheep throughout the night in the field outside Bethlehem.
What a magical moment this must have been for them. I wonder what that was like.
As a farm boy, I can imagine myself outside in that field with them. I’ve kept the calves and cattle, the pigs and the mules and horses. I could keep sheep. It’s basically unskilled labor, we’re told. My pastor said last Sunday that shepherds in Judea ranked on the social scale one notch above lepers. I could be a shepherd. What would that have been like that night?