Twirlings of red ribbon. Sweaters. Glittering white snow. Fresh greenery. Twinkling lights. Smiles. Caroling. Happy people. Traditions. Memories. Boxes. Wool socks. Color contrasts. Family…
Ah, these and many more make me smile. This time of year is special. And yet in all the specialness, it’s easy to get caught up in all the season’s happenings to the point where we look forward to Christmas as the stop-plug to this busyness. I’ve been guilty of that. It’s a shame because the whole spirit of Christmas can totally be overlooked. As I laid in bed last night, I reminded myself that I want to feel the throbbings, the joy, and spread some cheer myself. If I bomb through the rest of the season, too busy to consider new thoughts and give beyond-the-box gifts, the blessing in this time of year will never be realized.
Five more days… Four more days. . . .Three more days… We may be counting down to Christmas day, looking forward to family gatherings, delicious meals, joy and cheer, presents, or peace and quiet, but if we stop and think, isn’t there something, someOne greater? The Savior.
“Today, One Who saves from the punishment of sin has been born in the city of David. He is Christ the Lord.” (Luke 2:11)
Of course, we know Christ wasn’t born December 25. But to celebrate His birth? Why, this is not something we should just do once a year—every day our hearts ought to ring with the glad tidings that a Savior was born. It would seem like 2,000 year old news would be just that—old and irrelevant. But the news of Christ’s birth echos just as loud as ever because it’s not “old,” it’s truly as new and relevant today as it was 2,000 years ago.
“Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” (Luke 2:14)