Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Lessons from Christmas #3: Because of Him

On Christmas Eve I reflect on the moments that made my heart burn.

As we sat down for Christmas Eve dinner, Ben's face lit by the glow of the candles, he declared to our children, "We're really grateful you are all here. There's no place we'd rather be, or people we'd rather be with than with you on Christmas Eve."

As we had our family Christmas Eve program, I listened as Cheyenne sang in her tender quiet voice, "Picture a stable in Judea, picture a sacred, silent night. And can you hear, the angels near, and see the star so bright?" Undoubtedly angels were near her as that precious girl sang of the birth of her Savior.

After the kids had gone to bed, I wrapped presents in my room. I wanted to be tired as I examined the work ahead of me, but instead I couldn't help imagining our kids' excited exclamations and smiling faces as they would open this gift or that. A scripture pierced my mind as I wrapped, "Inasmuch as you have done it unto one of the least of these, my brethren, you have done it unto me." Bringing children joy was bringing Him joy as well. It also reminded me of the meager efforts we had made this season to remember those 'least,' those in the shadows of life. The mail carrier, the trash collector, the bus driver lunch lady janitor-- those who serve without fanfare and often go unnoticed. "Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these..."

But with the thought of my small successes it brought to mind my many mistakes. My mind then turned to the week's misdeeds, the times I hadn't been filled with the "Christmas spirit" in the past week. The times I had yelled or ignored, become offended or given myself the benefit of the doubt but not others.

And then with clarity I recognized exactly what this day was-- Sunday. That Christmas Eve Sabbath I remembered that Sundays are a day for repenting, for renewing, for starting over. I recognized that tomorrow we would commemorate the birth of our Savior, but today, because of Him, I could begin again. And so it came full circle for me-- the love that I felt for my family, or in service, was because of Him, and the chance to repent and change was because of Him too. God be thanked for the matchless gift of His divine Son!


  1. Love love love love these three lessons.

  2. This blog is so tender and thought provoking. I feel like I was there for your Christmas Eve dinner. The best part of it all was the darling picture of Frank on the cover. Gotta love that baby! Mom