Luke 2:8-18

I'm always amazed with the story of the shepherds... They were the outcasts of society, the ones nobody wanted to be around cuz they stunk like sheep. And yet they were the first to hear the news of the birth of Messiah. They were the only ones we know of that got to hear the choir of angels.

Can wet just stop right there? There was an entire sky full of angels there, singing! "Glory to God in the highest heaven! And on earth peace to those in whom his favor rests!" Picture that amazing sight! Imagine that amazing sound! And the shepherds were the only ones who got to witness it!

And so, not only did the shepherds just hear about the birth, they were the first to be invited to go see Jesus.

It's interesting how Jesus' entire ministry was like that - always going to those whom nobody wanted to be around: the tax-collectors, the lepers, the prostitutes...

Huh...

Empty.

I've been feeling really empty lately. Empty of energy, empty of compassion, empty of joy... I don't get it, I don't know why, but that's how it is.

I feel like I need to get out of the house more, but I can't seem to find the energy to go out. Especially when it's this cold. Which leaves me sitting here, feeling like crap inside.

A part of it is sadness over just how life goes. The biggest thing as of late, is just thinking about where I though I'd be by this point in life. I always thought I'd be married by now, maybe have a kid or two, probably a pet...

I guess life never happens the way you think it will...