The Way He Came

Growing up, we always had beautiful packages under the tree.  My dad would spend hours, usually on Christmas Eve into the wee hours of Christmas morning, wrapping every gift, making the bows look just so.  I don’t think the man believes in gift bags!

While I enjoyed the beautiful wrapping and the effort my dad put into the pretty packages, the greatest gift I’ve ever received did not come in ornate wrapping.  The hands down, greatest gift I’ve ever received, was delivered in a dirty manger wrapped in rags.  The greatest gift of all time, in the plainest of wrapping. Continue reading “The Way He Came”

#ChristmasIsOverrated

I promise I’m not trying to be a Grinch here, but as I look around, I’m not thinkin’ this Christmas thing is all it’s touted to be. It’s supposed to be holly and jolly, merry and bright, but from where I sit there are a good many around me who aren’t feeling a whole lot of Christmas cheer.

You see this is the thing I’ve noticed about Christmas, it amplifies the hurt and struggle we may feel on any given day by at least ten fold! Continue reading “#ChristmasIsOverrated”

Home For Christmas

I woke up this morning and turned on the news to hear of the senseless and tragic event of the school shooting in Connecticut where conservatively more than 20 precious lives were taken.  While I listen, I think of how scared the children and school staff must have been, the terror that many experienced.  I think of the absolute frantic fear and helplessness that the parents of these little ones were surely feeling.  I think of the chaos of the first responders scrambling to assist and wondering what they will face.  I think of the evil, the devastation, the selfishness, the pain that would cause someone to commit such atrocities.  As I think on these things, my heart feels heavy, life feels a bit overwhelming and ultimately I feel a longing in my heart for Home. Continue reading “Home For Christmas”

What’s Christmas Really About?

So, if I were taking a poll about what Christmas is about, I imagine I would receive a variety of answers. Some may say, “it’s about spending time with friends and family”, others may say “giving gifts”, or maybe you’re into Jolly Old Saint Nick?

If you were to ask me, what Christmas is really about?  I would tell you that I love and cherish time with family and friends and I enjoy the shopping and finding that perfect gift to give.  I’m not so much into Jolly Old Saint Nick, but he sounds like fun!  For me Christmas is about the celebration of Christ’s birth.  Without His birth, there wouldn’t have been His death and His resurrection, which ultimately paid the price for my messes. Continue reading “What’s Christmas Really About?”

A Baby Changes Everything!

A young girl told by an angelic being that she has been chosen to give birth to the Savior of the world. I can only imagine what that was like to absorb! I am sure there must have been fear about what her fiance’ would have to say about the news? In a moment Mary was informed she was an integral part in God’s plan to save you and me and her whole world would never be the same. Continue reading “A Baby Changes Everything!”

The Christmas Blues

Well, this isn’t the happy little Christmas blog, I had anticipated writing, but it has come to my mind several times already this Christmas season, how melancholy I can sometimes feel during this “most wonderful time of year” and I see it in those around me as well.

I remember growing up going to my Grandma & Grandpa’s house every Christmas Eve, where we would hang out with the family around the very obnoxiously tinseled tree and we would open whatever Grandma had picked out for us that year from the Sears catalog. I don’t know how poppin’ of a party it truly was, but I sure look back on it fondly and even though my grandparents have now been gone for more of my life than I had them here, I still miss them at Christmas and every Christmas Eve feels a little empty. Continue reading “The Christmas Blues”

The Perfect Gift

The other day, while driving in my car, I was listening to Bing Crosby on the radio, as he sang the words of that famous little drummer boy, “I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum That’s fit to give the King…”. The lyrics got me to thinking…imagine with me that you are on a journey to meet the Baby Jesus, the long awaited King and Savior of the World. Of course besides the overwhelming joy and honor of being part of such a momentous occasion, my mind can’t help but jump to another detail…what gift do I bring to the party? I would want to have the perfect gift and I am doubting I would find it in the latest advertising pages or on-line store…The pressure! Continue reading “The Perfect Gift”