Christmas for me has always been a time of magic.
It’s a time when peace is on the lips of all – even when it’s in the actions of just a few.
The season is a period of joy and quiet, or even exuberant, happiness as the timeless tale of the nativity is told again or viewed through the eyes of children..
Did you see that sheep lose it’s place. It happens all the time in pageants. And towels only look like headdresses at Christmastide.
It’s Christmas trees, the tannebaum of Germanic lore, and bright lights glimmering and silver bells ringing.
Christmas is the manger with a donkey and a camel as well as Santa Claus kneeling in front of it.
The holiday is also a holy day.
It’s a time of reflection (all of us should do as Mary did and ponder many things in our hearts).
It’s a time of giving, the one time of year that people try to think of others more than themselves.
It’s family, those that gather round the fire or the Bible and those in far-off places who gather with us in our memories and imaginations. It may also be crying babies and squabbling adults. But it doesn’t really matter. We’re all in it together.
Children all pray for snow, a glistening whiteness covering all the dreary darkness of the world.
What I like most about Christmas is that it’s a time of new beginnings: We have another chance to be the best we can be.
Let’s try it out this year.