It seems we have been getting ready for Christmas since before Thanksgiving. The piped in Christmas music, the gaudy decorations, the endless advertising, all have crescendoed to this week.
The Advent countdown is almost finished. I’ve hung the Jesse Tree ornaments and the Chrismons, the tree is decorated, and the eighty-plus nativity sets in my collection have been out long enough to collect dust. I’ve dutifully stood in line to mail long-distance presence. I long ago did away with Christmas…..
This year I have spent Advent in intensity. I wrote a book which I’ve dreamed about for several years, researched for many months, and crafted into fruition for over a year. Aptly called Advent Adventure: A Devotional Guide, it is intended for families to instruct their children in the prophecies and fulfillment of them, showing that God’s plan from the beginning was to send His special gift of salvation to man in the form of the Incarnate Christ, His beloved…..
I am sure, historically, this day brought tears to many. D-Day meant separation from loved ones, death and maiming, and a world in upheaval. Let us pause for a moment to think about what that Christmas season must have meant for so many.
Let us remember those whose tables will have an empty seat this year. Let us remember empty cribs bring untold tears. Let us think of those in nursing homes and rehabilitation centers and hospitals who will not…..