Christmas Eve - Year B
Decrees go out all the time. Communal politics enters personal politics and vice versa.
Everyone is registered somewhere because that is the nature of our lives. The registration may be something we thrive in or not.
Here we hear of an angelic messenger announcing a birth. If we only had the ears to hear, we would hear such an announcement at every birth. It is our willful disregard of the value of each person, both at birth and long afterward, that grows out of past communal decisions and keeps them rolling past their time. Eventually this shows up as one inequity or another.
May we have the courage of our ancestors, including Mary and Joseph and guardians of the flock. May we have the wisdom of our descendants.
These are gifts given to us, far more significant than gold, etc., and we can only wonder at how often they are ignored while in plain sight.
When such gifts are acknowledged, peace beyond favoritism is present.