Christmas week. Fraught with all kinds of emotion.
Our emotions change depending on our experiences, or remembrances, and how much influence we allow into our spirit. I’ve been through plenty of different emotions regarding Christmas in my life. They range from joy to bitterness. It’s a date on the calendar, and we make it what we make it. Of course, the most important thing is the nativity of our Lord. It’s we humans that have mucked up the day.
Yesterday I was reminded of the best of the (human part of the) season. I received a box at my front door – when I saw the return address, I didn’t know what to think, but as I carefully opened it, I remembered that several weeks ago, my son had asked if I was going to buy a wreath this year. I sometimes do, but this year I hadn’t yet, so I told him no. He said he was going to order one for me, so don’t go get my own! Okey dokey. I immediately went to my mom space and worried about the cost, but then relaxed- remembering that he is an adult with a good income and promptly forgot the exchange. Until I opened the box.
This is the wreath in the box. It is not the usual wreath with greenery, a few little ornaments and a red bow – which would have been WONDERFUL – don’t get me wrong – but this wreath, THIS wreath is wondrous!
Every Christmas I love listening to my favorite song, which gives me comfort, hope, and joy. I hope you agree. Please click the link, skip the ad after five seconds – and take a listen to Michael W Smith and Carrie Underwood sing, “All Is Well” and be blessed!