One of the most precious times of the year for me is Christmas Eve. For me it is a time of reflection, expectancy and excitement. Every year we have our Christmas Eve family service at our church and we are never disappointed with our special Christmas programme and the input from our children’s church. When we get home from that we usually attend the Watchnight service in the village church. I love singing the traditional carols and hearing the familiar Gospel readings on the birth of our Saviour. It is a bonus if we have a white Christmas and experience the sound of our boots crunching the snow as we walk home. After a cup of tea we retire to bed and get up on Christmas morning ready for the family coming over for a huge dinner and the gift exchange.
I like to think back on my childhood Christmases and the joy we used to have in opening our presents on Christmas morning. We always checked that Santa had eaten his biscuit and drank his milk. We didn’t think to leave anything our for the reindeer! Our stockings were stuffed with fruit and perhaps a chocolate bar. We got a Dandy or a Beano book, which was read cover to cover by all in the house. Christmas was much more simpler then and not as celebrated as our Scottish New Year.
Let me know what you remember best about your Christmas past. I would love to get your feedback.
Have a truly wonderful Christmas and let be full of peace and joy.
God bless you
Nan