Our Christmas Holiday started with a road trip to the Grandparents house. The thing about road trips is they are usually an adventure. Despite all the best planning, you never know how the trip is going to turn out. Our 18-hour drive turned into 21 hours for a variety of reasons, including a detour for a Christmas parade.
But the spirit of Christmas was everywhere we went. Perfect strangers held the door for me. Store clerks said, “Merry Christmas” and I think they meant is. Everyone had a smile on their face. Well, that’s the way it was on the trip TO Grandma’s house.
The trip home was not like Christmas at all. Strangers were just strangers. We were lucky to be greeted by store clerks. Wait staff seemed to only utter the required greeting. The traffic and aggressive drivers made the trip home difficult. Two days after Christmas and the spirit of the season was already gone.
If only Christmas were all the time.
But it could be.
The real meaning of Christmas should be living in our hearts every day of the year. It’s in the way we talk to people, lend a hand and offer a smile. It’s a simple greeting during an otherwise busy morning. It’s being Christ for everyone you meet.
Is that possible? Can we remember to display the Christmas love we have in our hearts on April 16, July 9, October 21 and every other non-holiday? What would it take to make Christmas a year-round mindset?
Why is sharing the love of Christ is something so difficult for us Christians to do (generally speaking)? Why do we get so caught up in the culture in which we live? Why must we be so “politically correct.” No one seems to care when we are offended.
I’m going to challenge myself to keep the Christmas Spirit alive all year. That would be a taste of heaven.
Would you consider joining me?
And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people (emphasis mine).
May Christmas live in our hearts all year.