Devotional: From the Nativity and Throughout Generations To Come-Making and Cherishing Christmas Together

If things are stressing you out, slow down! If you can’t seem to get in the mood, read the (Original) Christmas story!

Reading about the birth of Christ brings joy and is certain to lift the spirits! Sing, play an instrument if you can. Just spend some time worshipping the Lord for His willingness to come from Above and live among us!

I see very little way doing any or all of that, you can escape without a slight grin at least, possibly even a great big smile! MERRY CHRISTMAS!


Matthew 2:11 And when they were come into the house, they saw the Young Child with Mary His mother, and fell down , and worshipped Him: and when they had opened their treasures, they presented unto Him gifts; gold, and frankincense, and myrrh.

What is the atmosphere this time of year around your house? Are candles lit? Is your tree twinkling with a multitude of colors or is it still and peaceful, all white? Are there blazing logs in the fireplace? Warm throws on the couch? Are there ornaments you’ve had for years on your tree? What about a favorite Nativity set someone special gave to you?

I have one friend with a retro tree that has the prism color wheel. Then there’s my oldest, Britt, very artsy who decorates a black tree. Being a “traditionalist”, I had my hesitations, but she makes it look very elegant! I should have known, if it is a matter of creating something, she would have the right touch!

Did you have good memories of this season as a child? A sweet lady I know, not so much. She even cringes at the sight of those little silver trees because they bring back thoughts of having to leave her home with her mom and siblings when her dad drank too much. It seems he did give a moment’s regard that it was Christmas time and the impact his actions had on his wife and young children, nor that it would stay with at least one of them to this day. Even in forgiving him, the thoughts linger.

I grew up in a large family as the youngest of six. My most vivid and special memories were my pre-teen years and older, with my mom.
The two of us would decorate the tree together and as I mentioned the other day, we would deliver candies and cookies she made to family who lived in the area, friends and the church staff.

One of the most special thoughts were of her “gift room”. Now she wasn’t a “hoarder” in the extreme sense, but she DID have a stash of goods in one particular bedroom! Any time someone would come to the door with a gift for her, Mom would send me in there to find and wrap something quickly. This was before gift bags were big, so there is no telling how man times I had to use tacky packaging tape to wrap those silly gifts, trying to mask it with ribbons or bows!

After the guests left, mom and I would laugh! I would tell her about craziness and chaos, then explain awful noises I made, tripping over things! First, I tried to find something appropriate, then locate wrapping paper, scissors and tape! Of course, then I had to go into the front room where the company was, and present the gift to mom as though it was waiting for her guest the entire time! Time to re-stock!

Additionally, Mom allowed me to help host her ladies group at her house each year. She would make sure everyone had a little something to take home. She absolutely loved people and enjoyed having them over to fellowship. She had a gift for making everyone feel warm and welcome. She taught me the importance of friends, fellowship and family. Mom had a deep love for Jesus and every day her life was a testimony to her genuine trust in Him.

About now, each year, we would be talking together at night about how beautiful the lights were as we drove around and looked at decorations in nearby neighborhoods. We would discuss the spectacular colors dancing in the cold night air. She would take me to see a live Nativity, we went to the church service and helped decorate the gigantic tree in the sanctuary and sang every Christmas carol we knew! Whenever anyone went caroling, mom and I were right there with them! She was more than likely the oldest one among us, but that never held her back from going right along with us, singing, celebrating, proclaiming the birth of her King to all who would hear!

The Living Christmas Tree was yet another precious time with mom, also watching the high school performance of “Scrooge”. Last but not least, she made sure I attended every practice for the church Christmas program. If I was less than enthusiastic about going as I got older, she reminded me that what I was doing was remembering and celebrating the birth of Christ. Of course who was there year after year, sitting right up front, MOM! Oh how I thank God for that precious little lady!

Of course, with my children I have so many wonderful memories of Christmas; from 1990 until today. A story to be to be continued throughout years to come, with a husband, two daughters, a son, son-in-law and precious granddaughter.

I hope and pray each one of you have special memories. Even if you did not have them growing up, I wish now that you will be able to build new ones, so years from now you will be able to reflect and they will bring joy to your heart and a smile to your face.

Let’s not forget to pray those missing this joy. Minus the shopping, cooking and cleaning, can you imagine your life without the true and heartfelt peace Christmas brings?

It all started the first Christmas with Jesus, Mary and Joseph by His side, and sweet visitors who came bearing gifts for Him, Salvation in a manger.

Glorious King
Abba, Father
Almighty God

Thank You for the blessings You have given us
We bring praises for the warm and special memories You have allowed us over the years

Father, for those who have not had loving experiences associated with this time of year
We just ask that this will change now

Lord, we just ask that You will open minds and hearts
That if it is a matter of restoration, You will allow it, be that Your will

Father, let unhealthy habits or addictions be broken by Your power
That anyone carrying these may go into 2015, unchained from those things
Hindering their relationship with You

Merciful and Mighty God
Please let us sing songs of praise to You
Let us be amazed at the birth of the Christ Child

Just like those who came to You that night
Let us fall before You, Great King
And worship You

Acknowledging for Who we know You to be
Almighty God
In the Name of Jesus our Savior,


“Jesus Is His Name”

“Flash mob” Christmas caroling @ shopping center

About voicevessel bwc

First, and most importantly, I love Jesus Christ and I trust in Him as my Lord and Savior. I was raised in a Christian home by a godly dad and mom (who planned and had me in July before turning 42 in August), and 5 older siblings. My father passed away when I was 7 and my mother (who went to be with the Lord in 2005 at 81) never remarried. As a child, I was bullied at school, so I did not have many friends. I didn't want to tell my mom this because I knew she had enough worry being a widow at 50. I know what it is like to be lonely. As an adult, God showed me the value of His Friendship and has blessed me, too, with rich relationships with dear friends who also love the Lord. My husband and I (married 31 years as of 2020), have three wonderful, adult children and son-in-law as well as three darling grandchildren. Along with many others, my husband lost his job, but we refuse to be fearful or angry. The Lord has provided for us and we are so thankful for the opportunity to express gratitude through personal contact and occasional memories I share through writing. I believe the Lord has given me a venue to engage with others and a means to share His Word. Thank you for checking out my page. I hope you enjoy what you read. If there is anything positive or insightful in the devotionals (NOT CALLING MY WRITING "INSPIRED" by any means!), I give all credit and glory to Jesus Christ! On the other side of that, when something makes no sense, that's all me
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