When I think of Christmas past, very few gifts come to mind. What I do recall, however:
- MaMa (my dad’s mom) baking downstairs while her upstairs console stereo flooded Bing Crosby, Johnny Mathis, and Perry Como throughout the house. (Ever tried dancing to Perry as a little girl?) OK, I just dated myself.
- Cedar Christmas trees cut from nearby woods…and the dry prickly needles hidden in the carpet long after the tree is hauled off. Ouch!
- Mom’s yummy potato salad served up in the 70’s four-legged green dish for the entire family to enjoy. And we did. 🙂
- Family sing-alongs. One aunt played the dobro, a few of us strummed guitars, and “Pop” cut loose on the harmonica. Gathering everyone in our den wasn’t difficult as grandparents, aunts and uncles all lived on the same street. Great memories.
- Growing up, kids always sat in Mama’s kitchen while the adults enjoyed a tad more luxury, i.e., cloth napkins, in the nearby dining room. Our oldest son, Brandon, who at the time was about 10, asked when he would be old enough to sit in the dining room. When we told him it would be a few more years, he replied, “Yea, but by then, everyone will be dead.” We couldn’t stop laughing! I’m happy to say he enjoyed at least one meal in the dining room before life changed.
Many years have passed—but laughter, love, and memories remain.
It’s for this reason (and many more!) that I’m so excited about our new series 31 Days to a Worship-Filled Christmas. Hope you’ll join me on the journey beginning this Friday.
Are you ready to view Ann Voskamp and Liz Curtis Higg’s webcast, Christmas at the Farm tomorrow at noon?