That Magic Blanket of Christmas

“Let Your goodness Lord appear to us, that we
made in your image, conform ourselves to it.
In our own strength
we cannot imitate Your majesty, power, and wonder
nor is it fitting for us to try.
But Your mercy reaches from the heavens
through the clouds to the earth below.
You have come to us as a small child,
but you have brought us the greatest of all gifts,
the gift of eternal love
Caress us with Your tiny hands,
embrace us with Your tiny arms
and pierce our hearts with Your soft, sweet cries”St. Bernard of Clairvaux (1090-1153).

“Christmas – that magic blanket that wraps itself about us, that something so intangible that it is like a fragrance. It may weave a spell of nostalgia. Christmas may be a day of feasting, or of prayer, but always it will be a day of remembrance – a day in which we think of everything we have ever loved” (Augusta E. Rundel).

When I was little, it seemed like it took forever for Christmas to arrive. I remember that December almost felt like torture because it moved so slowly while I waited for that glorious day when I could unwrap all my presents and finally get to see what Santa brought me.

Now, it flies by. Maybe that means that I’m getting older, but these days I can hardly process the season of Advent before it’s over. I always get a little sad thinking about Christmas ending and having a whole year to wait for the next one.

This year, I want to keep the spirit of Christmas past December 25. I want to honor that child in the manger who became the Savior of the world. I want to not let the season go back into the boxes and get put back in the attic.

Who knows? Perhaps I’ll watch Christmas movies on the 25th day of every month. Maybe I’ll keep out a decoration or two for when I need a nostalgia fix. Or maybe I’ll simply live the joy of Christmas for the next 11 months until the season rolls back around again, remembering that the Emmanuel who came to us that day doesn’t just live in the hearts of men and women one day a year, but in all the days of the year.

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