While I sat in the garage looking at the boxes of decorations and Christmas tree in a box, a flood of emotions swept over my soul. I look back and painfully remember all the people and things so dear to me that I lost. I began to sink in my spirit because the loved ones I shared my life and heart with are no longer here to bring me joy on Christmas morning. Christmas was always my favorite holiday. It’s a time when memories are made and family and friends gather near.
As I drove through the neighborhoods and saw the beautiful decorations and listened to the holiday tunes on the radio, emptiness came over me. I didn’t feel the same when I watched Charlie Brown or White Christmas on television.
Many of the traditional things that marked this season, my personal favorite, the Christmas tree, will not be observed this year. The old traditions are no longer significant and I am forced to create new ones. There will be no smell of peach cobbler cooking in the kitchen or that secret present to open on Christmas morning. There won’t be a fire in the fireplace as we sing merry Christmas baby or jingle bell rock. I asked all my loved ones to let me be alone this Christmas to seek God’s face, who alone could heal and help me this holiday. The worst emotion to me is to be in a room filled with people but still feeling all alone in the world.
The song, Silent Night, Holy Night came on the radio and my heart began to burn. How selfish and blind I had been. Christ is the reason for the season. He is the gift that keeps on giving.
There was no Currier & Ives setting around the manger where Christ laid and He wasn’t welcomed with opened arms. His mother and father were on the run from an angry King that sought to kill Him and hid in a manger where He was born. There was no smell of spices and rum cake; there was the smell of sheep and oxen in their nostrils.
Yes, I had lost loved ones and my life is forever changed, but the real reason for Christmas is Christ who loves me the best and has never left my side. He has shown me an undying love by giving me the gift of redemption.
Let’s regain the real meaning for Christmas, by first putting Christ back in our celebration. We look for gifts to give our loved ones that would enhance their lives and bring them joy. What better gift than to give them the gift of the knowledge of Christ, their Savior. Share with them the true story of Christmas. When times get hard and the storms of life begin, the X-box game machines and diamonds won’t bring them peace or help solve their problems, only a relationship with Christ will accomplish this. Deck the halls then go tell it on the mountain and over the hills that Jesus Christ was born.