Merry Christmas

This is the season that I love the most. I love the traditions, the history, the meaning. It is this season that, for me, is all about joy. I know that I don't live in the joy of the Lord like I should, but Christmas shouts that joy. It is present in the incredible Christmas carols that speak of miracles, of hopes and of dreams.  It is in the noise and craziness of time with family. It surrounds the traditions of advent. It calls us to put aside self, to give and bask in the glory of the joy of others. When I think of all of those who don't have, I am so grateful that I get to celebrate in the unadulterated joy of children on Christmas morning. I am overwhelmed by how much I have to give, how much I have been given, and how much more I want others to have a piece of that joy. There are so many things that could be, and sometimes are, hard about this season... but I want to drink the joy, to believe the miracles, to live the dreams. That is my wish and my prayer, that the reason for this season would be joy incarnate and that His joy might abound more and more.