No it was not the virgin Mary.
No it was not Joseph
No it was not one of the three kings
And it certainly wasn't JC himself who appeared to me while I was driving home.
No, the christmas icon that appaered in front of me when I was driving home was the one who got Mary and Joseph into Bethlehem in the first place.
In the middle of the road, there he stood defiant to stay where he was no matter for how long, his devine presence making traffic stop dead in its tracks. Such a powerful Aura as a couple of non-believers came up and tried to remove him from where he stood. He fought a hard battle trying to stay where he was. In the end it took five people to convince him in a not so gentle way that the middle of a province road was no place for the massiah's way of transport to be.
And with the donkey removed from the road I drove home with a funny story to tell you all about the vision of Christmas appearing on a normal province road close to the Village at where I have made my home.
