The Christmases my parents gave us growing up were perfect. Sure, we got lots of gifts and good food and fun times with relatives, but what always made it really special was how they made sure Jesus was the center of attention. For them, it was always first and foremost about honoring the name above all names, and celebrating the birth of our Lord and Savior.
When I got a little bit older and they would ask what I wanted for Christmas I remember responding by telling them that I didn’t really need anything. I mean there was always something I wanted, but nothing I really needed. There was something that felt good–felt right–about not asking for anything. Now, looking back I know what was happening. Jesus’ love was flooding my heart. He’s my provider. Everything I need or want is in Him. It’s a wonderful place to be in when you don’t desire anything the world has to offer, because you just want Jesus instead.
I think Christmas gives us a small glimpse of what Heaven is like, when we get to be completely in His presence forever.
