Christmas means love, and there just is a certain bounce to my step if I think about love. And Christmas love was and is of the highest forms of love there is and ever could be. The ultimate.
The father sent His son. His son left it all behind, He gave up all he had to come, to live in the way a strange and very loved species does. He became a baby, a kid, a teen -special excitement on this one-, an adult, so that He could understand us all. And then He took all of our shortcomings and falling short of divine expectations, all on Himself. So that we could live with Him for eternity, do the things that make us happy and love forevermore! It's no fairy tale, no matter what we've done or haven't done.
You may know this all way too well, and I'm rambling. But it got me real happy just to think of it.
Merry Christmas! (grins)
Why wait till Christmas time again is here?
Why spend those precious hours in hectic ways,
Doing the things that you could do all year,
And let the noise and whirl of festival days
Drown out the angel’s song?
Why not take time to lift the eyes to candles in the sky,
To walk, some silent night, while carols chime,
And hear the hush of wings brush softly by?
Take time to meditate, to catch the spell
Of childish trust, that simple faith you knew
When love was everywhere, and all was well?
The gift you lost will then come back to you.
Seek not for Christmas in the busy mart,
But cradled somewhere in a trusting heart.
—Rachel van Crème
2 comments:
Love it!
I'm so silly, I love pretending its Christmas! I've done that so many times this year :P ..that's a first. Usually in Christmas I hear the phrase "everyday can be like Cmas" and wish I did that all year long. so now!
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