I LOVE Christmas.
As someone who is sentimental, loves family, loves yum food and loves
giving and receiving gifts, Christmas is my fave holiday. Loving Jesus and being so grateful for all
He brings means the meaning of Christmas makes it that much more special.
Celebrating Christmas
and how you do it is a personal choice with endless varieties. The thing with choice is, it brings about
that nasty little cousin of self–righteousness and judgeyness. (My blog, new word!) People believe their choice is THE choice,
THE way. Unfortunately some clappers
are often guilty of this although with good intentions.
People have issues with tree or no tree. With the commercialism of gifts. Of the actual date as it’s not officially
His birthday. They have issues with non
believers celebrating the day, issues with non church goers going to church on
Christmas. They have issues with
telling kids about Father Christmas and the fact that it’s a lie. I tend to think of Jesus Himself and how
He would view the day. I cannot
imagine He wouldn’t enjoy having people get together with family and friends to
share a meal. With people exchanging
gifts and blessing each other. With
hearts softened and good deeds often done around this time of year. Reconciliation of people previously separated. With excited children waiting for this
magical guy on his sleigh with flying reindeer bringing their present down a
chimney to leave under a tree full of sparkly pretty things and flashing
lights. It’s all good and fun and family
and wonderful.
Let’s not pick it apart so but just enjoy it and allow
others to do the same. Jesus loves
everyone and knows everyone so has to get a little kick out of people who don’t
know Him that celebrate His birthday anyway.
He must enjoy having them visit the church for their annual service. I wish you all a wonderful Christmas filled
with the essence of Christ Himself which is love and peace and grace and new
beginnings. For my special friends who
have to go through Christmas without people they love who are no longer with
them, my heart goes out to you and I know it’s a bittersweet time for you. I hope time will eventually heal the harsh
grief and you will be able to have joy and peace amidst the sadness.
PS. My 8 year old
well traveled Sofie reckons Father Christmas has a team of helpers as covering
the time zones around the world causes logistical problems. She is SO excited to finally eat that very
last chocolate!
I miss the excitement that goes with having young children in the house at Christmas... Its become a bit of a non-event with my boy being a grownup and money being so tight.
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