Today's little program released a multitude of fond memories of many similar Christmas pageants I have attended over the years in which my children had parts.
I recall the year daughter Lindsay played the part of Mary. Funny thing - her costume resembled a bathrobe too, as I recall. She made very sure the baby Jesus doll was carefully contained under there, and then emerged at exactly the right time, as the heavenly hosts were
Oh yeah, there was one year I sat freezing my tush in a stinky, musty, old barn. Son Caleb was playing his trumpet at one of those live nativity scenes. Shepherds were outside of the barn sitting around a fire and tending their sheep while the miraculous birth occurred inside. Plenty of bathrobes were involved there, too.
Mary will be wearing a blue robe most likely, and taking the business of swaddling and unswaddling and re-swaddling the baby Jesus doll very seriously. In one program I attended, it was remarkable how much her donkey resembled a golden retriever.
The one Wise Man from the east will be waving to Mom, who is snapping pictures with her cell phone from the first pew.
Joseph, dressed in a drab brown bathrobe, will have the distinct appearance that he would rather be anywhere but on stage. As he repeatedly pushes his glasses back up his nose, we see the sparkle of orthodontics.
Centuries ago the prophet Isaiah described the righteous kingdom Jesus will one day establish, saying "a little child will lead" - and continuing to this day, it would seem to me that children are still leading us all to the manger.
Hopefully, bathrobes will never go out of style.