Bunny, you’ve shown us the way: enjoy a nice nap under the Christmas tree.
We don’t have a Christmas tree this year, and I’m probably lucky to be here at all–dangerous illness and all that. This is only my seventh day home, and I have a very long way to go to recovery. Meanwhile, no wreath, no lights
And yet it feels like Christmas! How can that be? My family has died out or moved far away, I’m in no condition to put up any decorations, I wasn’t able to buy any presents… Why does it still feel so much like Christmas?
The grace of God in Jesus Christ our King: that’s the only answer that occurs to me.