I can remember as a child not being able to sleep on Christmas Eve just knowing that Santa was on his way. Then sneaking my way to the living room and looking three or four times a night until low and behold my presents were under the tree. I was always overjoyed at what I received - although, I must say I was quite spoiled and got what I asked for (only child) even though we couldn't afford much.
My parents worked hard and I never asked for much.
I look now towards the heavens on Christmas Eve, wondering if tonight is the night He will return. Apparently on December 21 all the planets will align in the sky around midnight and put on a spectacular show. Is that what brought the Wise Men to see the new baby called Jesus?
Each morning prior to putting my feet on the floor I thank God for the Blessing of Jesus. Will today be the day of His return? Whether it is or not, I know that my redeemer has prepared a place for me in eternity and one day I will go there and be with Him.
Keep looking up fellow readers.
Merry Christmas - S.B. Roth