Merry Christmas



            It is Christmas Eve; it is day for good memories.  As a child, this was THE day we celebrated and the excitement was palpable all day long.  The house was filled with delicious aromas as mom cooked a great dinner.  Since my siblings and I went to a Christian school, there was always a kids Christmas program in the evening.  Oh, the anticipation of getting through the program because following it, we went home to open the gifts.  My memories hold an evening filled with lights and sparkles and smiles, it was downright magical.

            Over the years, the traditions have changed.  My own children became part of the Christmas Eve fun at my mom’s followed by a candlelight service at church followed by Christmas morning at home and finally to their other grandparent’s house, twenty-four hours of festivities. These days, it is more subdued.  We still go to candlelight service on Christmas Eve but our celebration is dependant on work schedules. What hasn’t changed for me is the anticipation.  I have to wait until Christmas night to celebrate with my kids and the anticipation is turning me inside out.

            It may sound a little sappy but it isn’t the gift opening, although that is fun, it isn’t the food but that is yummy too.  It is the love we share that makes the lights twinkle with a magical spark. It is spending time and smiles together.  It is looking back at the year and recognizing how blessed we are to have each other.  It is acknowledging the birth of our Savior, love incarnate, that makes this a special time.

            Of all the gifts beneath your tree, may your favorite be a nativity. To remind you of the Savior’s love, the most precious gift that comes from above.  A Very Merry Christmas to you!
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