I’ve always loved everything about Christmas. With the loss of my two parents nine months ago, this Christmas is quite different. Now, decades later, I am more closely relating to how my mother must have felt trying to make Christmas joyful for us kids. The loss of her mother (my maternal grandmother) came to the forefront every Christmas Eve. (I wrote about it in my memoir in Chapter 29- The Gift of Life).
This year I’m trying to focus on the joy new babies in the family bring. One niece has 2 baby boys – 5 months and 19 months. She’s a neo-natal hospice nurse. She’s asked me to go to Blue Christmas Service at her place of worship on the 21st because she fully understands through her heart-wrenching work, that Christmas is not a happy time for everyone for many different reasons.
I’d like to share this writing by George Matthew Adams called the “Christmas Heart.” It puts the focus on Christmas where it ought to be. The baby Jesus symbolizes many things but most of all hope for our world and the future.