From Tradition to Memories

In a world of busyness and chaos, hustle and bustle, it is nice to take time to stop and enjoy it.  How often do we simply relax with our spouse or play with our children?  I can honestly say I often find myself telling my children to “go play” instead of “let’s play.” One of the many things I love about the Christmas Season is that even though it is hurried in the shopping and wrapping and parties…. there are still those moments when I can sit and do a craft with my children or make cookies with my family.  We can drive in a car and delight in light displays or listen to Christmas music as we put up our tree.  These are the moments life is really about.  When we are at the end of our days and we look back, our memories are all we will have left, the times we laughed and loved with our family.  Traditions enable us to create these memories and, as one writer puts it, pass them on from generation to generation.

Each year on Christmas Eve, my husband and I put the kids to bed and we sit to take the Lord’s Supper together.  This is such a special time for us, as we read God’s word and pray together.  I wish I could say we do this daily, but our schedules do not always allow it, so for this one evening we come together and take time to focus our mind and spirit on what the Season truly means.  It is only because a precious miracle came to be our Rescuer that Christmas is worth celebrating.  Together, my husband and I eat bread in remembrance of the body he was born to have broken and drink wine to remember the blood he came to pour out.  That precious child, swaddled tightly and crying in the evening air, surrounded by the smell of animals and hay… we eat and drink communion because He grew into a man and asked us to do so in remembrance of Him.  The Lord’s Supper has become a tradition among Christians to remember what Christ did for us on the Cross, and for my husband and I it is a way to remember that was what this Child was born to do. I hope and pray that in the years to come our children will remember Mom and Dad sitting together Christmas Eve evening and taking communion, having a quiet moment together as husband and wife to honor Christ and His grace. I also pray that in 50 years they will know we will be still be sitting at our table, where ever we are, doing the same thing Christmas Eve night.  That tradition will become memories that shape the way they view not only Christmas, but marriage and family as well.

As you enjoy your families, purchase gifts, and eat great food, I would encourage you to take a moment and remember to praise the name of the Child who came as the gift for all of us.  The only gift that saves lives for all eternity.  Thank you Jesus, and Merry Christmas.


Carissa Hardage