Christmastime; It's always a tradition of shopping,, cooking comfort foods, and family. If you were raised in a Christian home, there was the tradition of telling the Jesus story to your children and attending church service on Christmas Eve night.
I have a confession to make. I hated Christmas. Or any holiday for that matter, because it meant as a child the routine of watching my Mom become stressed out beyond the normal high anxiety moments she would usually have, ultimately starting a fight with my dad so the holiday would be ruined.
Imagine my surprise when I met and fell in love with a man who LOVED Christmas! Yes, my husband has his favorite holiday and it happens to be the one I disliked the most. But who wouldn't love it when he had the pleasure of two grandparents who entertained the whole town at their house during this time, cooked up delicious Italian dishes, and genuinely loved everyone. As an adult, I watched this unfold and I knew this was someone I wanted to spend my life with because I needed a new beginning to my past negative thoughts..
We raised our children with fun traditions of our own, and when the time came to toss the baton of the big Christmas party his grandparents had for family every year, we gladly took over. Our children grew up loving every minute of it, and the one tradition we added was telling our children about Jesus's birth. We raised our girls to believe in God and how this time of year was very special to us all. It might have been the one missing link that could have held my mom together from the stress that comes from all moms who have to have it together during the holiday season. It all falls in our lap. The cooking, cleaning, shopping, entertaining; all of it. If we don't have something of comfort to fall back on and remember why we celebrate this time of year, it can become too much for us. God has saved me many a moment of melt-downs during December holiday stress.
We sit in our comfortable homes; Mary lay in a dirty manger. We shop til we drop, Mary gave birth surrounded by straw in a barn to the best gift we have ever received. We eat until we are stuffed, I wonder if they had anything to eat during their stay in Bethlehem.Remember the blessing that has been given to you, and share it today. Visit a friend that is lonely and doesn't have family around, feed the homeless, invite a single person over for dinner, where you see a need, fill it. Be a blessing during Christmas, create loving traditions and let your heart expand the way Jesus intended it to.
With the arrival of my first grandchild in just a few short weeks, I will be able to start telling him of the beautiful story of Christmastime and what it truly means for our family. All the other traditions will be there too, but the focus will always be on Jesus.
What special Christmas traditions does your family partake it? Share it with me in the comments section!
Have a beautiful, blessed Christmas!!