Christmas has never been my favorite holiday. It still confounds me how anyone who's age can be measured in decades could fail to see the decadence practiced in 'celebrating' this holiday. But the excitement in the eyes of the little children can warm even my stone cold heart. Our boy is filled with pure joy in anticipation of Santa's visit. A few days ago we were discussing what the Christmas celebration is supposed to symbolize. He said it was Jesus' birthday. I asked him what we usually did on someone's birthday. We have a birthday party and give them gifts. I asked if we should not then get gifts for Jesus instead of for each other. He agreed, but was confounded by how we could do that. "He is up there. How would we send gifts to him?" he asked. I knew the answer, but how to explain the concept to this child. Yesterday, I looked up the passages in the bible and read them to the two children as a Bible study lesson.
First the KJV, Matthew 25: 35-40