The Most Wonderful Time of Year
Someone once said that Christmas is the most wonderful time of the year. I think most of us agree with that. I know I do. I love Christmas, probably because I have so many wonderful childhood and teen memories of the Christmas season.
Christmas has always been wrapped up in special family traditions—tromping through the snowy woods to find that perfect Christmas tree. My dad would chop down the tree and we’d take it back to the house and decorate it. Frosting Christmas cookies is another special tradition. Visiting my grandparents—I always looked for the Christmas lights my grandmother had set up in the living room window. Getting together with my cousins and waiting for “Santa” to come was always part of the season.
Christmas is a time of secrets—those gifts that are hidden away until they’re wrapped and placed beneath the tree and that we speculate about. Whispers and sudden trips to the store for one more present are part of Christmas.
And the holiday wouldn’t be the same without the music. Once Thanksgiving was over, Christmas carols filled the house. Andy Williams singing “O Holy Night” is one of my favorites, along with Silver Bells and White Christmas.
But most important of all, the whole reason that we celebrate Christmas is because of the birth of our Savior. Without His advent, there would be no Christmas. We can enjoy all of the holiday traditions, but let’s not forget the real reason for the season.