the twelfth month
the end of the year
the reigning glory
being the visual person i am, i see colors when i think december
red and green
i hear bells and laughter
you can roll your eyes if you must
i know it's cheesy
but i don't retract anything i just said
these are the things i picture in my mind
it's the magic of what Christmas can be
the beauty of this season is not in jolly old st. nick
it is the hope, faith, excitement, and trust we have in the future
--- in others and in ourselves.
this month is specifically reserved for the celebration of the One who brings love, peace, and comfort to a world in darkness.
we all try to be a little kinder, a little more understanding, a little more patient, a little more like Him whose season it is.
i was given a little booklet years ago by some friends --- it says "remember Christ during Christmas" on the front and has 25 pages. for each page, or each day, there is a quote or scripture passage to direct my thoughts toward Christ. here is day one's quote:
"He is utterly incomparable in what He is,
what He knows, what He has accomplished, and
what He has experienced.
yet, movingly, He calls us His friends.
as the only perfect person to sojourn on this planet,
there is none like Him.
in intelligence and performance,
He far surpasses the individual and the composite
capacities and achievements of all who have lived,
live now, and will yet live!
He rejoices in our genuine goodness and
achievement, but any assessment of where
we stand in relation to Him tells us that
we do not stand at all.
--elder neal a. maxwell
ensign, november 1981
may these coming weeks bring us a chance to remember and truly ponder the reason for rejoicing together.