Flood of Memories
Christmas is a happy yet sorrowful time for me. I have many happy memories of getting together with my cousins at my grandparent’s houses. In recent years I have had close family members pass away. The anniversaries of their deaths would cloud up this joyous season. I started to really dread this time of year.
This year as I opened up the Christmas decorations, I couldn’t stop the flood of memories that came with each ornament. The wreaths that my children made, the ice skate ornament that Grandma Cummins gave me, the bulbs that hung once on my mom’s tree and the ones given to me. Each one with its very own memory that would open more doors to memories of Christmases past. The joyous memories soon lead to memories of those no longer with us. However, this year, God spoke to me. I took one of the ornaments and it said “ But the angel said to them, ‘Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.’” Luke 2:10-11
We celebrate Christmas because of birth of our Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ. Because of Jesus and the relationship I have with him, and of those that have passed before me had with him, I will see them again. I should not be sad, I should be joyous, it’s because of His birth that we can have a relationship with God. Jesus answered, “I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.” John 14:6. Someday I know I will see them again in heaven. Until then I have the memories of the joyous times I spent with them, and I will cherish those times and be thankful to God for them.