I’m writing this because today I went to a Nativity service which was brilliant. It was a really nice service which only added to my Christmas feeling. First, I should explain that the service consisted of the story of the nativity retold and acted out by the children of the church. There is just something amusing about seeing young children attempting with all their might to remember what they have to do next, but still having absolutely no clue about what’s going on. The service was well executed and knowing many of the parents I could see how proud they were of their ‘little ones’.
Children really love Christmas and I mean, really love Christmas. I know this because I was a child once and believe me I loved Christmas. It’s a great time of year but unfortunately so many children simply get spoilt rotten which ruins the real meaning of Christmas, which under Christianity states, Jesus came to earth in the form of a baby as a loving gift from God to save mankind. We give gifts at Christmas to replicate this act of love, or so the tradition probably started anyway. And so a gift is a sign of love which is given without any expectation of a return gift or favour, but out of the goodness of our hearts. We should remember this Christmas that it’s not what we expect to receive, but what we can freely give that matters. The saying ‘It’s the thought that counts’ really does ring true.
That has been your daily fix of Christmas, bonne nuit.