Christmas growing up in Brazil was a hot, humid affair with long sunny days often interrupted by a passing thunderstorm during the heat of the day. We spent most of the Christmas holidays at the pool, and since I was fortunate to have one at my house, my friends would come over and hang out at my house for hours. But whether I am in the South American heat or in the cold, short days of the northern hemisphere, Christmas has always been a time to thank God for the birth of His son and to celebrate life with family and friends.
I find myself thankful to be able to share another year with my family, co-workers, and friends. After all, there is no illusive destination besides heaven, but the joy of life well lived with people whom you love and walk together for a season.
While I’m still putting up wrapping paper and dealing with empty gift boxes, I’m already looking forward to another Christmas, either hot or cold, that I get to share with people God has put in my life.
What kind of Christmas memories do you have?