Is Christmas over?

Another Christmas has come and gone,

let’s think of pictures seen.

Angels’ singing of Jesus' birth

announcing peace to all the earth.

The manger just outside the town

where God’s own Son was to be found.

The child who came as Mary’s son - 

the promised, long awaited one.

We hear of Jesus wondrous birth

and sing of glorious peace on earth.

We praise the baby in the hay

and pause to celebrate the day,

But soon we pack it all away.

For one more year we put away

the trappings of that special day.

With trees and lights and treasures fair,

we put the crèche with Jesus there.

Instead 

Let’s take Him from his manger bed

and watch the holy life he led.

And  

walk with the Son of God and see Him 

die upon that cursed tree.

Then

Christmas might be just the start

of Jesus living in our hearts.

Have you come to the end of Christmas?  Should Christmas have an end? 

As we’re putting our decorations away, as we clean up the house and get things back to normal, maybe we could think of what normal should really be.

Should we leave the decorations out all year?  Should we try to duplicate that Christmas feeling?  Should Christ have a more prominent place in our day-to-day lives?  Will he?

For me, this year’s Christmas celebration is over.  It’s been an unusual one, not the most festive or the most exciting, but it did center greatly on the most important happening that has ever been seen on earth – the birth of Jesus, who came to this earth to live and to die for us, and to show us the way to The Father.  And in that, I have had an awesome reason to celebrate.

I ask myself this question; has this Christmas changed my life?  Has this Christmas changed me?  Has this season of concentrating on the birth of my Savior made a difference?  Oh I certainly think so.

Tomorrow, when I start to “undecorate” the house, I will not be putting Jesus away for another year.  This year, as I looked at Christ’s birth in a different way, I found so much more about God to worship and to love.  He will not be living in a box in the attic; He will be living in my heart.

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, 

but Christ lives in me. 

The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, 

who loved me and gave himself for me.

(Galatians 2:20)