It happened when I was unpacking the boxes of Christmas decorations. I looked for the star everywhere I could think of for it-the shelves in the garage, the top of the freezer, through every Christmas storage container I owned, grumbling to myself about how I lose everything because I am so unorganized. This was not just any tree topper but one that I had been looking for and wanting for several years now. Last January I managed to purchase it on clearance and had tucked it away during the summer…somewhere.
Sigh. So I went to put on some Christmas music and realized that I was missing about ½ of my favorite Christmas CD’s . By now my mood was beginning to match the Grinch, and I was feeling very sorry for myself, here it was Christmas and my husband was gone and all I wanted was a little Christmas cheer.
I moodily went about my day being very unpleasant to be around and trying to continue to prepare for Christmas. A few hours later as I was wandering through the house I heard a little voice singing Away in a Manger and my little girl called to me "Mommy, mommy come look!" She was pointing to the baby Jesus from one of the Nativities I had set up during the night. "Oh Mommy, look at baby Jesus he is SO beautiful!" At that moment I was thoroughly humbled as I realized I had almost pushed Christ right out of Christmas. This year, there is no star on top of our tree. It is bare, but instead of getting upset when I look at it I am humbled by the example of my child. We have made Him room, and Christmas has come again. Let Earth receive her King…Merry Christmas!
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