Here it is again... my least favorite day of the year; the first day, January 1st. I don't really dread it's coming. I just don't like it when it arrives. Its a day that seems empty in some way for me. Not much on TV but football, most of the stores are closed at the mall and I have to face taking down my Christmas decorations.
I love Christmas. I love the lights, the decorations, the music, the traditions,the specials on TV, the atmosphere of giving, the unity it brings among people. I mostly love the reason for it; that God came to earth, Immanuel, God with us; in the form of a baby, Jesus, with redemption as his purpose.
On January 1st, it all seems to come to a screeching halt! If there are lights still on houses that we pass by, there not on. The Christmas music on the radio is now silent. The decorations in the mall, taken down. The glow of the lights on the trees coming from each window suddenly turned out. The build up and anticipation of the day, all of it put away until next year. I want that special feeling to last longer in this world. I long for the spirit of love, giving, kindness, selflessness to be around me always. To be so ingrained in me and others that the joy sticks..