I’ve been watching the Christmas preparations in my neighborhood pretty closely and I think I’d like to share some things I believe about the holidays.
I believe that Christmas cookies that are made by hand at home, no matter how ugly and misshapen, are more delicious than the most beautiful store-bought cookie. I believe that Christmas decorations which you’ve braved frigid icy weather to put up are more glorious than decorations put up by professionals. I believe that a scarf or mittens that have been knitted or crocheted by hand with love keep me warmer than the most perfect machine-made garment. I believe that a Christmas tree that you’ve decorated with the memories of many years is more stunning than the most tasteful pre-decorated tree.
These are sacraments; they nourish body, mind, and spirit. And they’re things that you don’t have to be wealthy to afford. They have an ingredient that the most skillful craftsman cannot capture however hard he or she might try: they have magic.