It seems that during the Christmas season I tend to spend time remembering Christmas past. In other words, getting nostalgic about what was. Anyway, that’s what I have been doing quite a lot this year. Remembering.
As a little girl I usually ended up being an angel in the church program (I had blonde hair) and we angels sang “Hark the Herald Angels Sing”. I was never Mary.
I have gotten over it.
Then there were the brown bags filled with peanuts in the shell, hard candy, chocolate candy and an orange or apple. These were given out after the choir program on Christmas Eve. I loved coming home, dumping out my brown bag of goodies on the dining room table, and searching for the chocolate.
The many Christmas trees as a child; the ones sprayed white with blue lights, the trees that were too short and ended up standing on 2 Sears catalogs to make them look taller. When I had my own family, putting up the tree with White Christmas on the TV and drinking hot chocolate. Makes me smile when I remember.
I’m sure we could sit and remember those Christmas’s past and enjoy the stories that we could all share. Some with laughter, some with tears because we miss our loved ones who are not here to remember with.
In Luke chapter 2 we read that Mary treasured and pondered all the events that were happening that first Christmas. She was remembering. I wonder how often she would go back to those events and remember in awe of what God had done.
Let’s remember, as Mary did, the marvelous events surrounding the birth of our Savior. God did that just for you and me.
Merry Christmas!
Sharing the Journey 
Hi Brenda, this is Liz Zuehlsdorf, I was in your small group about a year ago at Bible Study (actually when Bethany was pregnant with Avery). Anyway, I love your blogs and I had told Bethany I liked them and she encouraged me to let you know. I have been reading them all along and this one really meant a lot to me. I too, have been reminiscing a lot about past Christmas’s, not sure if it’s because of this past year and not being able to see a lot of my sisters or the fact that both of my parents are gone now or what, but when you mentioned the church Christmas play and the candy you got afterwards, that really hit home. We too, had a play at church and I too, never got to be Mary nor even an angel; I was usually a shepherd or a lamb or goat :); and we always got the brown paper bag of hard candy and an apple and we would go home and trade candies with my siblings if they got something they didn’t like and I did or visa-versa. Anyway, just want you to know I love your blogs, you have a wonderful way of writing. Merry Christmas to you and your family.
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Hi Brenda, enjoyed the BrownChristmasBag Story from First Baptist.,We still do that,however, since Alma and Sylvan died, we dont have the peanuts anymore, That was their contribution each year. Please give my love to your dear mom, Laverne, we miss her.
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