It’s so easy to get all wrapped up in the Christmas season and miss the message. Especially with so few days until the big event and I have yet to finish the baking and cleaning and shopping and cooking and washing of windows that haven’t been touched since the Fourth of July.
But company’s coming.
Shouldn’t I be busy getting ready? Shouldn’t I be planning better, bigger, more?
Last night I stepped outside and looked to the ridge above Cañon City. There shone the giant star lit each year for the season. Lesser beams spotlighted a small nativity, and farther down the ridge, three travelers.
In spite of my hurry and worry that star simply shines. And that’s what I need to top my Christmas agenda — a simple reminder of a simple child who brought hope and light to harried people everywhere.
Stop. Breathe. Remember.
For we have seen His star in the East and have come to worship Him.
—Matthew 2:2 NKJV