Christmas Miracles

I love Christmas! I really do.

I love the lights, I love the music, I love the cold crisp air, I love the renewed inspiration these things bring to my life.

Today at the dentist's office the lady asked me what Santa was bringing me for Christmas. I replied with, "most likely nothing." She was like, "Oh!! I am sure you are getting TONS of wonderful loot!!" To which I tried to think of the last time I got "loot" for Christmas. In fact, I can't think of a FIRST time I got "loot" for Christmas.

In my family we bake a cake for Jesus on Christmas morning. Before presents can be opened we have to sing and blow out the candle. Of course there are always presents and they are always nice. My family does not open presents for hours though.

Christmas is a time we focus on Christ, and families.

My parents give me "loot" all year round. Christmas doesn't need to be about me. It needs to be about Christ, and the things that matter.

Like... snow. It snowed today in Houston and wouldn't you believe that almost every single Houstonian I know texted me, sent picture mail, sent emails with photos, and sent carrier pigeons to let me know I wasn't the only one who would receive snow this winter.

And I thought back to a few days ago when I wanted to cry because it was snowing....because I didn't want to drive in it, because I didn't want to clean up after it, because I didn't want to deal with it.

And those in Houston are counting it a blessing. It has covered the ground with white and renewed their faith and hope in miracles.

And I remembered once again that the Christmas miracles do not come in the form of a plasma TV or jewelry or anything else that can be bought.

It comes in the form of an, " I love you."

It comes in the form of snow.

It comes in the form of giggles and laughter.

but it can never be bought.