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Christmas

             It’s Christmas. Happy Birthday, Jesus.

                As I’m getting ready to do all the stuff I’m going to do, I’m feeling a little uncomfortable. I’ll go to church (unless my head won’t let me) and sing songs of praise. I may bustle about and make another dish to take to dinner. After said dinner, I’ll probably go to visit friends to watch whatever movie they picked out.

            But let’s say it was your birthday, and throw in a little more of what is “normal Christmas” for people. You wake up and the kids are all excited about what gifts they’re going to receive. You go to what should be a birthday party, and find that once your friends and family greet you, they talk to each other more than they do you. They go home and get ready for a family or another community celebration of your birthday, where the focus is on who brought what dish, who is wearing what, and how much effort getting ready for your birthday dinner was or how much they spent on presents for everyone but you. I’m not trying to make anyone feel guilty. I see the same things in myself, and I don’t have the same level of human interaction as some of you.

            Over the past decade, I’ve heard about an Icelandic tradition involving giving books on Christmas Eve that the recipient then gets to spend the day reading. I love the notion, but if I get a chance to pick up a book today, it’s likely to be by Agatha Christie, and Jesus probably won’t have a role. On the positive side, I’m listening to Christmas music, at least some of which has to do with Him.

                And with that, I’m going to share my Christmas Concert, so that maybe we can both spend at least a few moments celebrating Jesus’ birthday on Jesus’ birthday. Merry Christmas!


Christmas Concert

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