Here we are, just a few days before Christmas … and are we gonna miss Christmas again?
I hope not.
I really hope not.
You and I need Christmas, even if for a few moments alone in our living room, or den, or wherever we place our Christmas tree.
Some will physically miss Christmas because of distance or weather conditions or planes and train schedules. I regret that for them.
But … don’t miss Christmas.
I have been practicing the art of capturing bits and pieces of Christmas this year. I’ve often sat at my desk, in the dark, with the simple lights of our tree nearby.
I love looking at our tree. It is a lovely array of blue, red and green lights. There are more ornately decorated trees around, but this is our tree. I reflect on the day we picked it out, brought it home, and set it up.
As we go through the season I marvel at the magical music of the season. We always hear our favorites done in a traditional way, and we hear a nice sprinkling of the new, the fresh music from some amazing creative minds.
I pause and give thanks for their creativity.
I have seen the shine of Christmas in the eyes of little ones – bright eyes, enormous smiles, and happy giggles.
We had a sprinkle of Christmas two weeks ago when our grandkids and kids gathered here at home to make Ginger Bread houses.
I’ve read a few stories about differing aspects of the Christmas experience. I’ve tried to capture some fresh thoughts on the season in my writing.
I have endeavored, this year especially, to not miss Christmas.
It is too important of a season, too magical of an event, to rush past. There are too many small and simple meanings to capture, and if I get too busy, or rush too quickly, I miss the smaller moments of Christmas.
~I’ve savored a cup of hot eggnog more than once while gazing at our tree.
~I’ve had a few cups of peppermint tea with a peppermint stick as a nightcap while reading or listening to some source on Christmas.
~I’ve gotten caught up in Buddy the Elf, George and the town of Bedford Falls, dreaming of a White Christmas, and Scrooge’s declaration of being a better man, a better friend, to Tiny Tim and Bob Cratchit’s family.
I’ve pondered again the babe in the manger, the announcement of His coming, the shepherds and wise men, and the amazing declaration of “For with God nothing is impossible.”
I’ve made it a point this year to slow down my Christmas. I’ve done some on-purpose thinking, reflecting and pondering the many aspects of Christmas.
It has made a difference. I am different because of it.
Whenever it is that you read these words, there is enough time to capture a bit of Christmas for yourself.
~Sip a cup of cheer.
~Hum your favorite carol or seasonal favorite.
~Smile and offer your heartfelt “Merry Christmas.”
Just don’t let Christmas Day go by and realize you’ve missed Christmas.
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