As we prepare our hearts for the celebration of Jesus’ birth, many of us put out symbolic reminders of that event in our homes. I do. Maybe you do too.
In fact, I have (more than a few) boxes of decorations that my husband retrieves from the attic each year right after Thanksgiving. They contain Christmas tree ornaments I made as a teenager, a young bride, and those in the (more than a few) years since including soldiers made from wooden clothespins, glass ornaments with the Hebrew names of God, and innumerable ribbons and bows.
This year, none of those will be on my tree. This year, with those (more than a few) years behind me, I only unpacked a few things. Simple things that represent what the night of Jesus’ birth might have been like. Evergreen tree – outdoors and the symbolic of everlasting life.
White lights – stars, and His light shining in a dark world.
Burlap – roughness of staying in an area meant for animals.
Angels – who announced the arrival to shepherds, poinsettias – often symbolic of nature speaking of His arrival, and
birds – who might have been first hand witnesses.
My tree is up. It won’t be the fanciest, most glamorous, or most colorful tree I ever had, but it points to Jesus. I tried to make it pleasing to the eye, but more importantly – pleasing to Him.
I pray this year as we enter the Christmas season, above all else, we please Him, recognize Him, honor Him and share the good news the shepherds heard that night.