Merry Christmas!

First Christmas card made by my daughter

Just wanted to drop a note in the last 12 minutes of Christmas. It is a been a quieter day than usual but a sweet one.

We had salmon instead of turkey and a few other changes but it was still Christmas. I wouldn’t have believed it if I had been told last year that a big family gathering would be against public health orders now. With the exception of one year when I had to work, I have been with my family every Christmas for the 36 years of my life.

So today was tender and a little painful but still Christmas because we still had chocolate (ha ha) and gifts, cartoons and sweet relaxing moments connecting with each other. At breakfast we lit candles and sang “Happy Birthday Jesus”. (more likely in September than December but that’s okay.)

I love this version of the Christmas story from John’s perspective:

The Life-Light was the real thing … He came to his own people, but they didn’t want him. But whoever did want him, who believed he was who he claimed and would do what he said, He made to be their true selves, their child-of-God selves. These are the God-begotten, not blood-begotten, not flesh-begotten, not sex-begotten.

The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into the neighborhood. We saw the glory with our own eyes, the one-of-a-kind glory, like Father, like Son, Generous inside and out, true from start to finish.”
‭‭John‬ ‭1:9-14‬ ‭MSG‬‬

When I remember Jesus’ birth into our topsy world and his invitation above, I have hope when I think about the future.

I am hoping that next year my extended family will gather here with laughter, chaos and really good food. But if there is one illusion that has been shattered this year it is that we can know what tomorrow holds. And that makes this Christmas more real than ever.

Jesus was not born in a cozy home with feasting and decorations. He was born to a couple accused of scandal, soon to be refugees from a nation that was bitterly oppressed. Jesus’ gift becomes more real to me when facades crumble and life does not always turn out the way I wanted it to.

The cartoon we watched today was Illumination’s animated “The Grinch”. We laughed and almost cried because Christmas was still Christmas. It could not be stolen and in fact it became even more meaningful when attempts were made to stop it. In his closing speech Grinch declared that he didn’t hate Christmas. He hated being alone.

Whether you are actually physically alone or feel alone, this post is for you. I am thinking about you and praying for you that you will find Jesus in this space.

Much love from,

Melody Rose aka. Songflower

2 thoughts on “Merry Christmas!”

  1. Hi Melody.

    I am not sure if you remember me or not. It’s Yasmin from Gladstone secondary. We were once bio 12 lab partners. I came across your profile through Facebook. And I read some of your blogs and I felt like I wanted to reach out and possible have a nice chat sometime. 😊 I know it’s been forever and I really enjoyed our time in high school together. I will leave my email address below if you want to touch base. Take care and I hope to hear from you.


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