Is the birth of the Prince of Peace alone not enough to ponder and celebrate?
Do we really need some more prescribed application(s) forced out of it all from our pulpits this Christmas?
What would happen if we turned the noise down a bit this year and focused on re-telling the story instead. We could maybe even start it like this:
"A great and wondrous sign appeared in heaven: a woman clothed with the sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. She was pregnant and cried out in pain as she was about to give birth. Then another sign appeared in heaven: an enormous red dragon with seven heads and ten horns and seven crowns on his heads. His tail swept a third of the stars out of the sky and flung them to the earth. The dragon stood in front of the woman who was about to give birth, so that he might devour her child the moment it was born. She gave birth to a son, a male child, who will rule all the nations with an iron scepter. And her child was snatched up to God and to his throne...."