I will openly admit it… I LOVE Christmas! And the cowboy in our house seems to be “mini-me”
in this regard. As I have put up all our
decorations over the past week he has been SO excited. One night he kept dancing around saying “We
love Christmas!” over and over.
It has been fun to watch him, and fun to decorate a new
house for the first time (even if (a)’s personalized stocking somehow got
misplaced in the move…). (a) has “oohed”
and “aahhed” over the lights and been excited about helping me to decorate our
trees. It has also led to some
interesting discussions. He had three
snowmen ornaments out one evening and they were “playing together” and having a
conversation. I was sort of
half-listening to it as I worked when I heard a loud “No way, Jose!” I turned and
asked why they were talking to each other like that, and (a) informed me that
the snowman who is holding a broom (who he referred to as “she”) had told the
others to clean. Guess I know his
feelings on that subject!
My favorite conversation however, came one evening as he was
singing “Happy Birthday.” He likes that
song and sings it often, so I wasn’t surprised that he was singing it randomly
to some tree ornaments. As he danced
around, I asked who he was singing to.
He told me “Happy Birfday to da snowman!” I laughed, and then told him we should practice
singing Happy Birthday to Jesus.
Remember, I told him, Jesus’s birthday is why we celebrate
Christmas. He then looked at me and
asked “Is Jesus going to drive to our house in his car?” I couldn’t help but giggle, but it went on to
be a great conversation about how Jesus doesn’t have a car and we wouldn’t see
him walk through our door because he already lives in our house all the time,
he lives in our hearts. It was a conversation
similar to one we’d had the week before when he asked “Where is God?”
I am no expert at answering his thoughtful little questions
in a way that a toddler can understand, but I love that he asks them. I love seeing the awe and wonder and
listening to those little questions pop out of his mind as we look at this season
and its true meaning. And his awe and
innocence makes me think… I don’t ever want to lose the awe and wonder of it all. As this season gets hectic with school
programs and church dinners, gift wrapping and family get togethers, may I
never lose the awe and wonder of it all… may I stand in AWE of the fact that
God the Father loved me enough to send his perfect Son to earth as a baby. May I take in the WONDER of the miracle
surrounding his birth. That when we say “Oh
come, let us adore Him” we aren’t just adoring a precious baby in a manger, but
adoring the immense love in that sacrifice.
May the awe and wonder of the season continue to bring
questions I’m not good at answering. May
the awe and wonder lead to more conversations about the best gift of all and
the hope that He brings. May the awe and
wonder of His peace keep us grounded through the hectic parts of the
season. May I always remember to look at
HIM with awe and wonder.
“For unto us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government
will be on his shoulders. And he will be
called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.”
Isaiah 9:6
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