I’m working from the home office today getting prepared for Sunday morning. What can you say about the Christmas story that has not already been said? It’s a challenge for sure. We see such faith and obedience and commitment to the Lord in the lives of Joseph and Mary. How do we become like them? How does that happen?
Tis the season when candy and sweets continually ambush this low-carb champion, Christmas Carols permeate the airwaves, and a joint Amazon subscription with your spouse can become a minefi eld of premature gift awareness. It’s that time of year when everyone is scampering and scrounging for those last-minute gifts, and we are constantly giving the sideeye to all of those who obnoxiously declare “I finished all my Christmas shopping weeks ago.”
“Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the house Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care, In hopes that St. Nicholas soon would be there; The children were nestled all snug in their beds; While visions of sugar-plums danced in their heads; And mamma in her ’kerchief, and I in my cap, Had just settled our brains for a long winter’s nap, When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from my bed to see what was the matter.
For the first time in many weeks, I did not have to get up on Saturday morning to take photos of anything for the paper. Saturday night I could have stayed up late, but I actually went to bed at 9 p.m., and my nearly 86-year-old mom and my already 88-year-old dad were still awake when I did.
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