I tried taking a faster route, transiting from yellow to blue and then green lines. In my attempt to arrive early, I got off at the wrong station, and walked towards the wrong direction when I got off the bus. But I was still smiling. Maybe God was teaching me something.
I arrived at the church about 720pm and I was no longer expecting to get a good seat. But lo and behold, the church wasnt yet full and seats were aplenty!
Church of St Stephen |
The choir was very pop, sang mosty mushy christmas songs. |
Today, I got to appreciate it more. The priest was able to explain it's significance. Of how Christ is a descendant of liars and whores. The miracle of Christmas is beautiful for it brings Christ closer to us by becoming a man, and how much more closer other than by coming from a family of ordinary people, from a generation of imperfect families.
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