I had occasion to find myself in front of what used to be the Long Beach Auditorium where I had the turning point of my life. There on Dec 15, 1971, at a first Maranatha concert, I began to follow Jesus. 44 years later I find myself publishing reflections on that wild journey (see Mr. Toad's Wild Ride). At the same time I find myself in a little church that reminds me of the original Calvary Chapel waiting as the Spirit moves, prunes, and gathers his people at The Hope. Meanwhile, it's Christmas and I find myself wondering. Mary did you know? What did you feel & think about this baby boy? What about you Joseph? The questions were asked tonight at New Hope's Christmas party. We are invited to wonder with the holy couple about these things. What really do I know about this one I call Christ - after 44 years?