Come on in and have a cup of coffee, sit by the fire, look at the tree lights and reflect with me. Christmas is supposed to be Merry. It is supposed to be a time of love. It is not to be a time of stress, unnecessary planning and doing. Why can't we just enjoy a simple Christmas? Why do we have to make it so complicated? I don't have the answer to that. I do hope each of you will take time to read Luke 2:1-14. That is what we do and have always done. This is my Daddy's bible. It is so worn the cover is falling off. It is stuffed with papers he put in it. He has been dead almost 37 years and he is never missed more than at Christmas time. He loved Christmas, more than my Mother did, it was his holiday. So what is a more fitting tribute to him, than his bible open to the original Christmas Story and his glasses laying on top?
May each of you leave Through My Back Door feeling less stressed than when you came.