Do You See What I See? Do You Hear What I Hear?

I admit it, I get extra sappy this time of year. All of the sights and sounds of the season move me. I love the Hallmark commercials and everyone's own special Christmas stories.

neighborhood light display

These Christmas lights hold their own treasured memories. The display is about a block away (this is not actually all the lights). It takes up the entire cul de sac. The family starts putting it out right after Halloween. The cross on top goes up first and stays lit continuously until after New Years. We can see it from our window. It comforts me to have this constant reminder throughout the holidays.

They've been doing this for years. When several years ago the grandfather passed away in October and his son considered not doing the display, the grandson insisted they put them up and make them even bigger and brighter so grandpa could see them from heaven. The display has grown each year since. They collect food and toys for those in need as the display attracts considerable traffic. I love walking through the neighborhood at night this time of year. Each home holds its own stories.

This, the first day of Advent our pastor challenged us to not just listen to the Christmas music that bombards us, but to truly hear the words, to ponder the message in our hearts like Mary did. I challenge you to do the same. 

Do you have a favorite carol? Perhaps mine are Away in a Manger and Silent Night. In the stillness of the Christmas Eve service we end with Silent Night and that is when I truly ponder the meaning and all those things God has given us through Jesus Christ. My prayer this Advent season is to quiet my heart every hour of every day the same way I do Christmas Eve and to give constantly, unconditionally and sacrificially.

Have a blessed season of Christmas music!

Linda <><