Mary's Dream about Christmas

A friend sent this out one year in his Christmas card.  The author was not noted nor does he recall the publication it came from.  

I had a dream, Joseph, I do not understand it, not really, but I think it was about a birthday celebration for our son.  I think that is what it was all about.  The people had been preparing for about six weeks.  They decorated the house and bought new clothes.  They went shopping and bought elaborate gifts.  It was peculiar, though, because the presents weren't for our son.  They wrapped them in beautiful paper and tied them with lovely bows and stacked then under a tree.  Yes, a tree, Joseph, right in their house.  They decorated the tree also.  The branches were full of glowing lights and ornaments.  There was a figure on the top of the tree.  It looked like an angel might look.  Oh, it was beautiful!  Everyone was happy and laughing.  They were excited about the gifts they gave each other, Joseph, but there were none for our son.  I do not think they even knew him.  They never mentioned his name.

It seems odd for people to go through all that trouble to celebrate the birthday of someone they do not even know.  I had the strangest feeling that if our son had gone to this celebration he would have been intruding.  Everything was so beautiful, Joseph, and everyone so full of cheer, but it made me want to cry.  How sad of Jesus not to be invited or wanted to his own birthday celebration.  I’m glad it was only a dream.  How terrible it would have been, Joseph, if that was for real.