Dear Jesus,
Happy Birthday! I am so glad that you came as a baby in a meager place to normal parents and made that day extraordinary. I hope you like your party. Streamers and balloons alone just would not do - Your day should be different. So, we put up the prettiest tree we could find and its evergreen needles (plastic as they may be) remind us of Your eternality and the forever You have promised. Lights have gone up everywhere so that even lamp posts and gutter drains are a thing of beauty because You are the Light of the world and One beyond compare. Do you like your party? I hope You do.
We’re not sure what food You like so we just made EVERYTHING; and with every fork full we remember to taste and see that You are good and that all good things come from above. For most birthday parties we sing a simple birthday song but for You we sing the songs we have saved all year. Do You like Your party? I hope You do.
We have set aside a time to gather, but clowns and party games seemed too normal for fun on such a special day, so we play with the tradition of St. Nick and his generosity; and while we laugh along with the jolly white beard we know that he is a tool to celebrate You. Of course we have nothing but ourselves and obedience to offer You who owns it all; but we share what we have, wrapped in glitter and bows, as a testimony of love and the gift of life we have in You. Do You like Your party? I hope You do.
More than the reason for the season, this season is the reason we may live. You came; and so we celebrate - not more than any other day, just, today, in a very special way.
Do You like Your party? I hope You do.
Christ has come! Go and Tell.
Merry Christmas.
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