As quickly as the Turkey dinner would be cleared from the Thanksgiving table, my siblings and I knew Christmas had just begun.
Soon the spicy aroma of ginger snaps would fill the air, hot cider filled our mugs and the needle was carefully lowered on those familiar vinyls. I can still see the covers with Johnny Mathis, Frank Sinatra, Ray Conniff and Perry Como in their Christmas best.
While separating the tinsel strands we would join Perry as he sang, “there’s no place like home for the holidays”.
Being home or having our family come home is the most requested gift of the season.
I know the sting that this time of year can bring if we are not able to celebrate with those we love. Whether they are unable to come home or we are remembering those we have lost, having loved ones together is what we want above all else.
Having His children together with Him is what God wants as well.
He created a perfect home but we chose to go our own way. He then set a plan in motion and Christmas began.
That plan was the first gift of Christmas, Immanuel.
God is with us as we anticipate the second gift, His advent.
The story of Christmas is God’s plan and anticipation of bringing us home.
Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. John 14:1-3
“Cause no matter how far away you roam, you can’t beat home sweet home.”
The lyrics and the melody continue to play in my mind as I reflect on the meaning of Christmas.
Christ – the anointed, Mass – (Latin-missa) Eucharist – in Communion.
What a Christmas that will be when we are together with Him, surrounded by those we love in communion with Christ the anointed.
That will be the best Christmas ever.