Love came down at Christmas;
Love all lovely, love divine;
Love was born at Christmas,
Stars and angels gave the sign. - Christina Rossetti
Today’s post is a gentle reminder to all who are busily creating a memorable holiday.
Take a frequent quiet moments for yourself. Consciously relax your muscles and breathe. Look at the beauty around you and feel the gratitude in your heart for all the good in your life.
I was talking with my daughter about the gifts still on her list to buy or bake or wrap. “It seems like Christmas is all about the gifts,” she sighed.
It struck me later that she was right. It is all about the gifts; but it's not about the ones on our lists.
The real gifts are the ones that were given originally:
Heaven brought down to earth in the gift of the Child, offering love, peace and forgiveness.
The gift of a pure and willing spirit given by Mary
Joseph gave the gifts of faith and trust as he took Mary as his wife
Compassion was the gift from the innkeeper and his wife
The Drummer boy gave the best of his talent
The Magi gave gifts fitting a New-Born-Kind but they also gave wonder by accepting the child, and courage for helping the young family to escape
The angels delivered the divine messages and tidings of great Joy
These are gifts that endure. They are for each of us to enjoy. Allow yourself to receive the gifts. Relax into the peace, the love and the joy that was given so long ago.
May the gifts of the season be yours!
Vicky Horner has been serving seniors and their families for more than 25 years. As an LPN she has worked in Long-Term Care, Home Care and Assisted Living. From her own home, she and a staff of 10 dedicated employees operated a "Bed and Breakfast" style home for seniors for 4 years. Her time as an instructor and placement consultant at a Butler Training Institute led her to her most exciting work to date – helping seniors stay in the homes they love. As a Certified Life Coach, she is passionate about helping people to clearly evaluate their situations and take action to get the results they desire.