Thank God for this gift too wonderful for words!
December. It’s usually my favorite month of the year. I love “dressing’ the house with decorations and lights, making cookies, wrapping presents, entertaining family and friends, lighting the Advent wreath, singing the Messiah. I don’t send out Christmas cards anymore but I did for many years.
But this year is different, more sober less frivolity. Moving to an apartment cut way down on my decorating. I saved only my favorite things. But as I look around the rooms, I see different eras of my lie represented. Nativity figures chosen in times of travel, needlepoint items made by my mother, a Christmas picture frame filled with my grandgirlies, a bell made by my mother so many years ago. I had to buy a new tree because the movers destroyed my old one. But, it’s up and decorated with ornaments of meaning and memory.
I’ve been listening to my playlist of Christmas songs on iTunes. Each one wraps itself around my heart and I remember playing it again and again over the years. I listen to an early morning talk show (I mean really early) which is hosted by four people: a man about my age, a woman in her later 40’s and two women who are millennials. They have been playing the top 100 Christmas carols, a chunk at a time. What is amazing to me is the number of songs that are totally unfamiliar to the millennials. I wonder what legacy they will leave to their grandchildren with the music produced in this day and age?
But, the greater feelings of wistfulness come from so many of my friends who are ill either at home or in the hospital. Mark broke his foot this week. A family member needs a job. The past merriment of parties, concerts, and caroling aren’t carved out on my calendar this year. I decided it was time to change that picture and have invited my small group over for a Christmas gathering. Everyone brings something to eat that reminds them of Christmas. We will have a very eclectic meal but the fellowship will be warm and sweet. I need this for nourishment for my soul.
What says Christmas to you? I encourage you to be pro-active with those who are in your circle. Check in on them. Send a text or email or note of encouragement. We all need hope and what better season then now. The baby Jesus was born and hope was unfurled.
Be of good cheer.