It’s almost here. Another year’s finale! It’s December 1st and here in S.W. Missouri we reached a high of 63. Tomorrow we may set a record high! My mums aren’t completely dead, the leaves are still around, and my Christmas wreath adorns my door. The temps aren’t the only thing fluctuating this time of year.
Is your peace pushed around by pressure? Is authentic awe alienated by entertainment? Does your joy feel jaded? Is your faith frazzled?
You made it to December.
Are you standing where you can see the star?
Are you able to sit in the glow of the tree and the son?
Moms and Dads, I’m thinking of you as you busily prepare for the holidays. Your kids will remember the magic as you rally through the mania. Grandparents, I’m thinking of you as you treasure the transport of traditions. May your memories make a meaningful mark. Alone or with many, may the magic of the message find you. You are loved.
And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid. Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people. For there is born to you this day in the city of David a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.” And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying: “Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!” -Luke 2:9-14