MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!
The Love of Christmas
It’s Christmas Eve in Georgia. My husband, my daughter and I are riding on deserted streets into the cold, dark night. The pots and pans in my kitchen are washed and dried. The rolls of wrapping paper are empty; the presents under the tree. We pull into the church parking lot and go inside. We find a seat in the back, where the woman beside me brushes flour from her skirt. I smile at her and settle into the peacefulness reflected by the Christmas tree glimmering at the altar. Bright green wreaths with red bows line the sanctuary filled with a congregation dressed in red and green. I listen to the Christmas story. Ushers hand out candles, lighting one on the end of each row. The overhead lights go dim. We pass the flame from one person to another while we sing “Silent Night.” All the hustle-bustle of the season leaves me. I am still. I rejoice in Jesus’ birth. We finish with, “Sleep in Heavenly peace.” The lights come on. The choir stands and the sounds of the “Hallelujah Chorus” burst forth. I look at my watch -- midnight. It’s Christmas.
When I think of Christmas, I think of love. Over the years I’ve heard several theories on its origin. Some proclaim that chemicals in the brain produce love. So far no one has isolated those elements or found a pill that stimulates defective chemicals to produce love that isn’t there. I most recently read that it’s implanted in us and already existed when we were born. Even if it did, where did it come from? It had to have a source. Scientists can’t create it. If they could, they would be selling it for a fortune.
MONDAY, DECEMBER 20TH
Drawings will be held Monday at midnight and winners announced Tuesday morning.
CHRISTMAS EVE, DECEMBER 24TH