It isn't the tree, or the presents.
It isn't the food (even though I love ham gravy).
It isn't the music or the parties or the snow on the ground.
It's the Savior. And even though December 25th is most likely not His birthday, it is a day set aside to commemorate His birth.
It's no secret to those who know me that I don't do well with the stress of the holiday season. The rushing and buying and wrapping and baking and worrying about how many gifts we bought for each person and trying to make sure everything is "even and fair" gives me a hole in the pit of my stomach.
That's why I'm so very glad to have this week off, to relax with my family away from home, away from the tree, the gifts, the bills, the stress.
We were able to truly focus, if only for a moment, on Jesus and His birthday. Not the other garbage that normally surrounds Christmas.
And it has been very good.
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