It has been the most Christlike Christmas Season than I can ever recall having . . . and I have loved every single day. The highlight has been going on nightly treasure hunts to find some of the Presepi in our neighborhood and other nearby neighborhoods. "Presepi" is the plural word for Nativities. (pronounced like preh-ZEP-pee) Going in search of Baby Jesus all month long has been an infinitely meaningful way to prepare to celebrate His Holy Birth.  For the past several weeks, the scene that I have cherished the most is this one . . . I look out my window on any given day and I see the Babe lying in a manger, with His earthly parents tenderly at His side . . . I see the humble shepherds, who made haste to come and worship the Lamb of God . . . and I see the Wise Men, who with patience and devotion, continue on their lengthy journey to pay tribute to and worship the Christ Child.  Some days, the skies were crisp and clear and the scene was very visible . . . Other days, it wa...