It's Christmas Eve which has always been a special happy time. It's still that way today. I can remember all the anticipation as a child. The excitement about Santa building. The curiosity that would come over me. Thinking about reindeer and whether Santa would get down the chimney. Whether I'd get switches and coal which my father promised if I was bad. I'd hear stories of his childhood where he got candy and an orange for Christmas. I'd feel so bad sometimes that I'd cry because I couldn't imagine a Christmas with so little.
Now I can't imagine why there is so much under the tree. And I understand that I am fortunate but that it's not about material things. The excitement is still there. The anticipation still swells inside of me. But I realize that I can be happy without material things, glad without receiving, and grateful for just being.
So on this Christmas Eve, I'm wishing for you a magical feeling that brings out the meaning of Christmas for you, whatever it may be. I wish you glad tidings and great joy. And that inner peace will fill you with the spirit of the God of your understanding.