Jesus Still Comes Down at Christmas

I was not at all sure how Christmas would come to my home this year. At first, I felt I was going to just "skip" it, as if I held that sort of power. Christmas came, and it comes to all of us, beautifully slipping into our soul whether we are ready for it or not. I was not sure I was ready. At first, I thought I would not put up a tree. Then, I thought, "I have to. I need Christmas." I found the lights of the tree to be as intriguing as they were when I was a child; they were beautiful. I found that Jesus came to the stable to be born anew in the lives and hearts of those who will receive. I heard the joyous church music,and realized that had I shut myself off from that, I would have lost out big time this year. So, I embraced Christmas. In return, Christmas embraced me. Actually, let me put that another way. Christmas embraced me first, and I responded to that and embraced Christmas. I felt overwhelmingly blessed by the friends who called, wrote or came by, wanting to make very sure I was doing okay. And so, because of God's grace, I did better than okay. I am constantly amazed at what He does for me. How about you? Did Christmas embrace you? If you didn't feel the heartbeat of the baby Jesus, the joy of the shepherds, the awe of Mary and Joseph, stop and allow your Christmas to happen all over again. Let it happen. Don't miss the baby. In your mind's eye, see yourself picking him up and holding Him. Now, bring Him close to you and look into His eyes. This is life. I hope you have found that wonderful joy He brings. If not, I would like to talk to you. Let me know. Blessings for a joyful January.