I had a wonderful Christmas. Relaxing, mostly, not hectic. I'm always sorry to see the Christmas tree go. The lights are fun to watch and very condusive to writing because they put my mind in "the mood" to compose.
Dad and Mom bought me a Crossley combo player (I think that's what you call it). It plays cassettes, CDs, and records. It's something I mentioned last year to them and completely forgot that I had. The sound quality is very nice and I enjoy the fact that I can listen to some music that otherwise I'd have to forego.
Whenever I look at the Christmas tree I think of the fact of where it stands out the most clearly: in darkness. When all the lights around it are put out the beauty of it stands out from the darkened room.
So it is with Christ, born into this dark world, He stood out amidst the sin, a reminder that there is and always has been hope for humankind. It is up to us to honor Christ, our hope, and not dim the light of his glory. We must share it by living it out in our lives. Let people know that He is truth by showing the truth in you.