As I mentally prepare myself for the season of Christmas, I look forward to the joy of sharing and giving. I have finally learned to participate in only those things that bring me joy: making gifts for loved ones, attending events that celebrate the birth of Jesus, the GFBC choir’s service of Lessons and Carols, and this year participating in the community singing of The Messiah. These are the things that bring me the Joy of Advent.
It is a challenge to avoid the frenetic atmosphere that accompanies the season; shop, buy, spend more, wrap, bake. Did I forget something or even worse, did I forget someone? By putting God first and keeping my focus on the birth of Jesus, I know all will be well.
My Dad died twenty years ago this December. My Mother joined him eleven years later. The family found it interesting that each of them had died on the Saturday before Christmas. I am not saddened by this memory so close to Christmas for it is by God’s gift of his Son that we are saved and resurrected to eternal life.
Do not grieve, for the joy of the Lord is your strength. Nehemiah 8:10