Tuesday, December 8, 2009

The Ghost of Christmas Past

I looked through some of my sisters photos of Christmas past on line and through a Christmas scrapbook I have of each Christmas since the kids were little. I pause each time I come across the photo of our first Christmas in Virginia. I think it was the first time that we were not in Nebraska for Christmas. Money was tight with just moving and about all David got from Santa was a plastic train set that was battery operated. I look at that picture with what now I would consider so little under the tree and see the excitement and joy of a little boy as he watches the train going around on the track. He could have cared less that there was not an abundance of gifts because there was an abundance of love. He reveled in the joy of a new toy. He enjoyed the gift to its fullest.

Then I stop, think of the tremendous gift we were all given that first Christmas. It was given with an abundance love, with joy that we should revel in and we should enjoy that gift to its fullest and most importantly share that gift. That gift should be as contagious as a small child's laugh and excitement over a new toy. It should infect those around us so that they feel God's love and want to share in that gift.

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