Birthday In Heaven

It took 67 years! For heavens’s sake, it is Jesus’ birthday. I have to confess, I just missed it for so long. Christmas has been such a big day for me since I was a little kid, mesmerized by everything about Christmas. As I became a husband and father, the stress and responsibility of getting Christmas right overwhelmed my vision. It’s a Jesus celebration. Period. I learned that two days ago. This year, it was just Karen and me. I missed having our children home, for various reasons it just didn’t work this year. And now I know. It took being alone, stripped bare of all my stressed focus, to see. God used this Christmas to show me what I was missing. I was missing Jesus… the peace of Jesus the Angels spoke about that first morning. This Christmas was an awakening to my heart and soul. It was a day of thanking the Father first thing that morning for sending Jesus. Then, all day long, feeling the love and presence of the One we celebrate. It was a wonderful day and an awakening. I apologize to my Father and Jesus, my wife and children, and my extended family for falling into the Christmas trap for so long. During a special moment, I heard our Father whisper, “If only you could see the celebration in heaven on my son’s birthday…” A thought that I will ponder with great expectation. My best friend’s mother passed this Christmas Eve. It makes me smile to know she was there…