The shepherds have always been one of my favorite characters in the nativity. They are people I feel like I can relate to. Maybe because I love animals and if I could figure out how to make a living doing it, is considering animal care while farming. (I know it’s possible–it’s the transitioning and where in CA to do it.) Nevertheless, the shepherds are the common folk. Not the Kings, not the main characters. Not the extras. They are very crucial to the advent story. Because despite the Kings bringing fancy gifts, they do not get the most glorious announcement. The shepherds get hosts of Angels singing about the glorious gift of the baby. And realizing the importance of this miraculous event, the rush with all they have to the manager. It’s s beautiful story.
My advent nativity has one little extra–a black sheep. Though the difference could have negative implications, I always like to think it is the inclusion of all sheep, whether black or white. Or it’s just the Protestant sheep in the mix since this was from a Catholic store (sorry–when I was in England, we had a review of Ireland and there was a picture of a sheep up on the screen while they were staring that Ireland is mostly Catholic. Then while in Ireland we saw a black sheep and indicated it must be the Protestant of the bunch.)