Christmas is an attack on the senses. It is those familiar smells, sights and sounds that bring us rushing back to so many memories. That first Christmas, we hear the ear drum bursting choir of angels, we are blinded by the army of angels, we smell the stable as we see the screaming baby, we hear the shepherds as they run through the streets of Bethlehem telling anyone who listen that their Saviour has been born. Nothing at that first Christmas was muted. Everything was turned up to 11.
Our nativity script is for an all age service that wants to place the children at the front, telling us the story.