Christmastime is..

lingering. The decorations that once adorned every square inch of our quaint home are now in the comforts of the gray totes they came out of almost a month ago. And all that remains of our beautiful Christmas tree can be found in our vaccuum bag. All the presents that we graciously have accepted from our dearest loved ones have found a place in our home as well. Well, almost all of them. Some will have to wait until tomorrow when I have more energy. Christmas music will no longer be blaring from every speaker in our home or cars. Traditions that I have grown so found of, some old, some new.. have been kept up and done another year. And the memories will be well preserved within our minds and of course, plenty of pictures.

Yet, something is lingering here. Something majestic. Can you sense it? Do you feel it? (No, I'm not talking about the indigestion you have from eating far too much.)

I pray you truly feel it. You know, that nostalagia that comes with Christmastime and all the wonderful festivities. But unfortunately, I know for many of you.. you may not feel it. Maybe its because you may not truly comprehend what happened that special night over 2000 years ago. A baby boy was born. But not just any baby. It was JESUS! The Lord and The Savior! And this baby that was born over 2000 years ago, that grew to be a child.. who grew to be a teenager.. who grew to be a man.. who then laid down His life to cover all our sins.. and then rose again 3 days later..is still rocking this world. His life and His story is still being told.. its still being worshipped.. and its never going to die down.

So while the presents that came in celebration over His birth are so very nice and gladly accepted, I can't describe to you the unexplainable joy I have over this baby boy being born. Its something far deeper and more meaningful than nostalagia.