Mom always loved Christmas it was her all time favorite time of year. It started the 26th of December and continued past twelfth night, and onto December 25th. And then the cycle would begin again.
Christmas was about family, love, giving and friends. Christmas was about something other than ourselves.
As a family we had many traditions, from Santa Clause to stockings to living Christmas trees that would be planted and we would watch grow year after year. Christmas Eve meant Candlelight services, oyster stew, setting out cookies, milk and carrots for Santa and the reindeer. Then my daddy would read the real Christmas story from the Gospel of Luke.
Another tradition mom and I had was to read A Christmas Carol by Dickens. I still remember taking turns reading by the lights of the Christmas tree.
I never doubted the real reason for the season. Jesus taking the form of man to identify with us. For me Christmas was a time to celebrate relationship, relationship with others and relationship with The Lord of glory.
Relationships the real reason for being! Thank you mom for teaching me to love beyond me. To give of myself. To trust God with the results.
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