One of my favorite parts of Christmas is sitting in the living room at night, with all of the overhead lights off, and lounging in the glow of the Christmas tree lights. There’s something magical to me about the lights around Christmas time… as long as they’re not put up too early. But in all seriousness, seeing the Christmas tree lights shining outside of my window when I’m driving home in the dark against a backdrop of snow… it fills me with warmth and a sense of peace that I have trouble finding when times are bleak.
Sometimes I’ll sit and listen to Christmas music while the lights are on; other times, I’ll snuggle up with my dog and a mug of hot cocoa and just sit in silence, savoring the warmth in my chest from that often-elusive feeling of peace.
Christmas time is full of lights, music, snow, gifts, trees, ornaments, cookies, and hundreds of other things. Sometimes, it can feel overwhelming. Sometimes it can seem like too much, especially if finances are tight and you need to keep someone happy around Christmas regardless.
I think it’s important to take time to stop, breathe, and look at the light.
What is your light around Christmas? What about the rest of the year? Your light might be a friend or family member, or maybe it’s an instrument that you play, or a favorite story, or your pet, or something else altogether. Whatever it is, find your light and make time for it.
As for my light? I have only had one light that has been constant my entire life. In general, light has been hard to come by for me with my history of trauma and serious mental illness. But, Jesus Christ has always been and will always be my light.
When I have walked through my own mists of darkness, felt smothered by my personal crown of thorns, and lost all hope in my own Gethsemane, there was been One constant in my life, One brilliant Light I have always been able to see, that has always guided me and is showing me the way Home.
I was not present when Christ was born, but I have seen enough of His light in my life that I think I understand how the wise men felt when they saw the new star that guided them to Him. I have sung Hallelujah to Him for His grace enough that I think I can understand how the shepherds felt when they saw and heard the chorus of angels singing Glory to God in the highest! I have been healed enough by Him that I think I can understand the multitudes kneeling at His feet, thanking Him and praising Him. I love Him enough that I weep for joy at the thought of seeing Him face to face, seeing my sins and adversities carved into His palms, wrists, and feet, and having Him say to me, “Well done, thou good and faithful servant.”
Jesus Christ is the light in my life, and the light of my Christmas Season. I hope that we can all remember Him, not only now, while we celebrate His birth, but always; for He, surely, always remembers us.
Merry Christmas, my friends, and may God bless and keep you.