We all have memories of Christmas’s past. For me, childhood memories of spending time with siblings, parents and grandparents are at the top of the list. Not to mention putting up that Christmas tree and seeing all those packages under the tree with my name on some of them.
In a few weeks, my home will be decorated for Christmas. As I put up the tree, bake the cookies (and of course eat them while they are warm), my heart and mind will remember the true meaning of Christmas as we celebrate the birth of Jesus that happened so long ago in that stable in Bethlehem.