After I posted a picture of my “musical” Christmas trees tonight I continued the mental journey I started on Sunday, remembering birthdays and Christmases past. I have been sitting here looking at those Christmas trees (three white and one green) and thinking back to one very special Christmas tree.
It was a very cold December, we were new in Atlanta, had only lived here about a month…we did not have much money and no money at all to spare for gifts. We went to church on Sunday morning and while we were gone some people came into our house and brought a Christmas tree and gifts to go under it.
There were 12 of us living in that one house on Euclid Avenue, Atlanta…Inman Park, and we walked in to find food on the table including the most wonderful desserts…we were all so happy! A tree, food, gifts, it was such a happy time. We were so excited. I had my first real date that week, and mother and daddy bought me the most beautiful pink dress to wear…how they came up with the money for that I don’t know but they did, and I felt like a Princess. That was the year I turned 16. Philippians 4:19 “For my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus” was proven to us over and over again.
Then there was the Christmas Day we went to a funeral in South Georgia, for a cousin, so distant that I didn’t know him, who had taken the greatest gift that God gives to us, his life.
Working for John Deere, making $86. a week, I proudly spent my money for the aluminum Christmas Tree with the revolving light, making its silver branches twinkle with beautiful colors, red, blue, gold, and green, a Barbie doll for my sister, and a basket ball and goal for my brother.
For so many Christmas seasons, I helped put together musical programs, excellent productions and fun banquets. Seems that those days are all gone, but what is left is the real joy of knowing that Jesus did actually come to this earth to become our Savior. He actually gave His life twice, didn’t He? Once when He left the majesty of heaven to come to this earth, and then on the cross, which was His path back to the Father, as He became the supreme sacrifice for us.
As I think about the Christmas Carols, family get-togethers, friends that have died, and some just too far away, I enjoy the memories. I miss many things about the “old days” but now I have my beautiful daughter, her husband, the glowing eyes of their 13 year-old son and 21 year-old daughter, I have my precious son with his wife and my mother, who doesn’t always remember that daddy is gone. My hope is that some how, some day, I can make someone’s Christmas as special for them as that one special day I remember from so long ago was for me.
Luke 2:6-14 “While they were there, She gave birth to a son, her firstborn. She wrapped him in a blanket and laid him in a manger, because there was no room in the inn. There were sheepherders camping in the neighborhood. They had set night watches over their sheep. Suddenly, God’s angel stood among them and God’s glory blazed around them. They were terrified. The angel said, “Don’t be afraid. I’m here to announce a great and joyful event that is meant for everybody, worldwide: A Savior has just been born in David’s town, a Savior who is Messiah and Master. This is what you’re to look for: a baby wrapped in a blanket and lying in a manger.” At once a huge angelic choir singing God’s praises joined the angel: Glory to God in the heavenly heights, Peace to all men and women on earth who please him”.
I want to take every opportunity to say Merry Christmas to you and to say, try to make someone else’s merry too!