Christmas as a child was an event I wont forget.. We were poor like others in the immediate post war era and presents were a luxury. Never the less memories of Christmas were very much about the 'reason for the season' and that was to celebrate the birth of Jesus. That was the focus. All the preparation for His arrival were carried out with excitement and a feeling of expectation. The church was clean and polished and the flowers were the familiar ones of Christmas, white chaster daises, lavender stems and hydrangeas and the hot days were filled with the smell of dry eucalyptus trees, back yard cricket, noisy cicadas and noisy baby galas waiting to be fed. Christmas doesn't have to be what it has become.......one great rush to get the presents. Large debt on credit cards and a sense of rush and business. It doesn't have to be a grand event that leaves us exhausted and relieved it is over for another year! Look at Jesus, born in a stable... that's no luxury yet he was the best gift we will ever receive, not wrapped in glittering paper and tied in a bow...... but open and ready to be given and received and always available to us all. In the quiet spaces of Christmas reflect on the most precious gift of all....the wonderful gift of Jesus.
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| O come let us adore him. Christ the Lord. |
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