Friday, December 25, 2009

O Holy Night

Most likely Jesus wasn't really born on December 25, or even in the winter. It would have been much too cold for shepherds to have been tending flocks at night during that time of year.

But, He was born at night - this we know because of the star that led the Magi to the manger where Jesus was born. True, we don't know the exact day Christ was born but celebrating that event on December 25 sounds fine to me because indeed it is cause for celebration.

When I think back on all my Christmas memories, one that comes to mind each year is when the kids were little and I took them to see the towering trees on St. Albans in San Marino. Each year the fire department hangs lights on the huge Christmas tree-shaped pines lining the spacious block and at night it's such a beautiful sight to behold.

This particular Christmas was very cold (for Southern California, anyway) but Greg and Katie wanted to get out and get a closer look at the trees and their lights. I think they were 7 and 4, going on 8 and 5 and they were so fascinated, they kept running up and down the block checking out each tree, staring up in wonder despite my telling them to hurry up and get back in the car because it was so cold.

Well as cold as it was, it was worthwhile - it made for a much better experience and memory than had we stayed in the car and done our admiring through the windows. The magnificent trees with their sparkling lights, the chilly weather, and the infinite black sky with its infinite sparkling lights made for a truly memorable time.

When it is taking place you don't think about how something will become one of those treasured memories - simple, but lasting.

May Christmas joy be with you all, the whole year round.

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