For unto us a child is born, a son is given. And the government will be upon his shoulder. And his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Almighty God, the Everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace.
Suddenly, there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, “Glory to God! Glory to God in the Highest. and on earth, peace, goodwill toward men.”
It is sometime hard to remember the true meaning of Christmas in the midst of the hustle and bustle of shopping for presents, filling stockings & the space under the tree. It’s one of the reasons I feel the need to go to Christmas Eve services. At our church, it is a wonderful service of the story of Jesus’ birth from scripture and the old wonderful carols straight from the Hymnal. Songs my heart can sing without a second thought.
Even so, I love the hustle and bustle of Christmas even more now with the girls. I love Maggie’s utter true belief in Santa – this morning, she was awake before any of us, yet waited in bed, just in case Santa was still in the house. Her excitement at seeing all the presents under the tree (even though they were there last night). And her pure joy at each and every gift. Never once did she say “I didn’t get …” Jessie enjoyed “ah-pen” presents and playing with her new toys – a baby doll, a dinosaur and a new refrigerator toy. Grandma Alana brought lots and lots of gifts, which made Christmas morning last ALL morning. We even took a breakfast break.
And now, it’s a quiet Christmas afternoon watching Christmas movies, with the windows open. [It’s 60 degrees and NO snow. I’m still dreaming of a white Christmas, though maybe when Grandpa Mike & Grandma Bonnie come.]
Glory to God in the highest and Goodwill towards Men.