Lights. Driving by, oohing and aahing. Slightly envious at the enchantment offered to the world. Not so envious as to set our own lights up this year.
Christmas carols and songs. Do you have a favorite? Mine is probably the more contemporary song by Mark Lowry, "Mary Did You Know?"
Mary, did you know
that your Baby Boy would one day walk on water?
Mary, did you know
that your Baby Boy would save our sons and daughters?
Did you know
that your Baby Boy has come to make you new?
This Child that you delivered will soon deliver you.
Christmas eve service. A time for contemplation and thankful prayers.
Candles. Ok, not so many now that we've got small children around. But pictures of candles are safe, and help me attain that Christmas ambiance.
Cinnamo rolls. Like my Great Aunt Effa used to make. Mine aren't as good as hers, but they're still in high demand at our home. They take a while to prepare. I usually make my dough at night, and refrigerate it until morning, when I roll it out and then spread ridiculous amounts of butter, sugar and cinnamon over the dough.
Gifts. Some years we give more than others. Frequently tempted by the idea of gift cards, we usually shop to find that perfect gift. Sometimes we even do. As for the not-quite-perfect gift, it doesn't really matter. It really is the thought that counts.
Food. Lots of it. Usually we have turkey, and often ham, and sometimes a nice rib roast. This year, our family will have fewer helpings, but a little bit of all three. And for those that worry there won't be enough leftovers, we've stocked up on sale items and will have Christmas dinner reprisal nights in the near future.
Family. Those we love all the time, like most of the time and will go to bat for them any time. Reminisce of old memories, create new ones.
Friends. Those we welcome into our lives, our hearts, our homes.
Faith. Gratitude. Love.
May this be all yours today, this day of Christmas.