There’s only twenty-five days until Christmas. TWENTY-FIVE! Are you ready? I am!… unless we’re talking about having all my presents purchased, wrapped and sitting under the tree! Then, no. No, I am not. But I am ready for the Christmas season. I love this time of year. There are so many wonderful ways to celebrate, so many sights, smells, tastes and sounds that are unique to the Christmas holiday. And, of course, there are so many SMILES to find and share.
So, without further ado…
Let the Christmas SMILES begin! <SQUEAL> I’m so excited! 😉
CHRISTMAS SMILE #1 (Reason to SMILE #335): THE CHRISTMAS TREE
I’ve always thought it strange to sing a ballad to a tree.
You know the one, don’t you, about the fir forever green?
We hear it playing in the stores, while we’re Christmas shopping.
We hum along to its tune in movies that we’re watching.
As it’s sung, sweet voices raise with fervor and great passion
For the object of their joy and holiday affection.
Friends, families, strangers even, the tree they gather ’round
As hand-in-hand, they sway in sync to music’s mellow sound.
I see these scenes and wonder “Who on earth does this so?
It’s a tree, for heaven’s sake, not a sacred shrine — although…’
I do love my Christmas tree. It’s first to bedeck my halls.
I love to see the twinkling lights drape branches stretched so tall.
It’s smell wafts through the air and prompts frequent inhalations
Made with eyes closed up tight – Oh, the mem’ries it emblazons!
It’s beauty, natural and God-made, is cheerfully adorned
With ribbons, stars of gold and red, and strings of air-popped corn.
Oh, how could I have Christmas if I did not have my tree!
For more than decoration this fir tree is to me.
This evergreen reminds me of a life everlasting.
Hope springs from its branches and the shadows it is casting.
For one day, the One whose birth we joyously celebrate
Did give His life upon a tree for you and me to save.
The precious gift of Christmas gave His life for all the world
So we could live forever in the presence of the Lord.
Yes! I love my Christmas tree; to it’s sign of hope, I’ll cling.
I’ll praise God for it’s message and for all the SMILES it brings!
Just don’t expect me to hold hands in a circle around the thing and sing to it!
It ain’t happenin’.