I have written a few Christmas cards-- maybe one has your name on it-- they are lying here beside me in my chair and it's December 22, so I know they won't get to their destination before Christmas. Last week I started my favorite recipe for some special Christmas candies I love to make and share: the mixture sits drying out in a bowl, waiting for me to shape and decorate the pretties. Bill has been eating it with a spoon, crunching on what should be soft and chewy. I've hung four ornaments on my "tree" (the giant schefflera which inhabits a sunny spot in the living room), and the poinsettia we ordered to adorn the church has found its new home beside the television.
I ordered myself a musical, lighted Nativity snow-globe from Amazon. The bubbler that makes the "snow" fly quit bubbling five minutes after we first plugged it in, and the music it plays is so tinny we both cringed and immediately turned it off. At least it lights, and we're enjoying looking at it and shaking the "snow" every now and then. I was so sick Sunday that I missed the cantata at church and a family lunch gathering afterwards. Sounds like a Charlie Brown Christmas indeed, yet I know Christmas will come. More importantly it DID come once upon a time some 2000 years ago in humble Bethlehem. And it had nothing to do with decorations, or cards, or special foods, or lighted trees, or music, EXCEPT the stars that twinkled in the sky-- one particularly bright one above a feeding trough for animals-- and an ethereal song that rang through the heavens to some frightened shepherds guarding their flocks in the cold fields. Most importantly, it was and is about the Light of the World Who had come from Heaven to Earth.
Like the sweet and wise children in "A Charlie Brown Christmas," let us remember that Christmas isn't about anything we might do to mark the occasion. It's about Who came that first Christmas (whatever the date may have been-- not necessarily December 25). It's about the beautiful story we read in Luke 2, when our very Creator humbled Himself to become one of us, for the sole purpose of dying so that we might live with Him eternally.
HALLELUJAH! WHAT A SAVIOR!
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I knowyou will celebrate the true meaning. May next christmas season be filled with positive experiences love and joy. May you feel better soon sweet girl.
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, dear friend! All the blessings of the season to you, too! 💖
DeleteI have no desire for all the lights and gifts and running around like crazy! I love the days of rest and solitude! But I always everyday have the desire for my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ because nothing or no one else matters! ITS ALL ABOUT JESUS!!!! I love you everyday mama not just Christmas!
ReplyDeleteI love you every day, too, dear daughter, and we know the Source of our love is Jesus! 💖
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