Merry Christmas!
Today, as you celebrate the birth of Christ remember this: Out of God’s great love a child was born to reconcile God to us. The birth of Christ is the beginning of our salvation!
Merry Christmas!
Today, as you celebrate the birth of Christ remember this: Out of God’s great love a child was born to reconcile God to us. The birth of Christ is the beginning of our salvation!
Harry and Madeline Barrow
It was 1982. Our son – Leland – was 4 years old, and our daughter – Anne – was 2. I was working as Director of Admissions at Columbia Theological Seminary, and the four of us were living in Decatur. We had not been to see our parents in Baton Rouge and Shreveport for quite a while, and we were determined to see them for Christmas!
Madeline and I began planning for our trip to Louisiana several weeks before Christmas. The presents were wrapped with care, and we had gathered all the children’s clothes and children’s equipment necessary for a week-and-a-half journey to Louisiana.
As I recall, we planned to leave on a Friday morning. On Wednesday evening, the weather report began to look ominous. An ice and snow storm would soon be rolling across Alabama and into Georgia. After some frenzied discussion, we loaded up our old blue Gran Torino (“The Cruiser Shark”) and moved up our departure time. We were absolutely determined to be with our extended family for Christmas! So, the four of us – Anne and Leland in their car seats – took off on the 10-hour drive to Shreveport!
About three hours down the road, just outside of Birmingham, it started to snow and sleet. Instead of pushing our luck, we began to look for a motel. We saw a Holiday Inn, and as we pulled in the parking lot, I noticed that the “The Cruiser Shark” began to slip and slide. But we made it in to the motel office, got a room, and checked in. The “innkeeper” was hospitable and friendly and, we were thankful to be there! We went to bed early, not knowing what to expect the next morning.
I woke up early, pulled the curtains back, and looked outside to find a “winter wonderland” of snow and ice everywhere! When the children woke up, we went for breakfast. Only one or two employees made it to work at the hotel that day, but they were kind, and we enjoyed visiting with them. We bundled up Leland and Anne, and they had a blast playing in the snow. By necessity, we stayed at the Holiday Inn all day and another night.
The second morning, the Highway Patrol told us that if we could make it about 50 miles down I-20, we would be alright. As I mentioned, we were determined to be with family on Christmas! So, we took off and, slowly but surely, we made it to dry roads and then on to see Madeline’s mother and father in Shreveport, and then my parents in Baton Rouge. So a simple visit to Louisiana had the dramatic elements required of a Christmas memory: a summons to our native land, uncertainty and hardships along the way (remember it was a 10-hour ride with a 2-year-old and a 4-year-old before the advent of video), kindness from unexpected quarters, and a celebration of Christ’s birth at journey’s end. All in all, it was a great reminder of the Christmas story, and it was a Christmas journey we shall not forget!
The Adams’
DC, Elizabeth, Benjamin, and Joseph
When we first moved to Georgia, we felt very out of place. Moving from a very rural location in eastern Oklahoma to a very urban Decatur, we brought with us no real traditions for “just us.” Also, knowing we would not have room to store an artificial Christmas tree, we gave it away before moving. So here we were, new place with no tree. It didn’t feel like Christmas. So Elizabeth and I decided to start a new tradition.
We googled the nearest tree farm to Decatur. The results turned out this little place in Hampton, Ga. We piled in our minivan and drove out of the city to find the perfect tree. We sang with Bing Crosby, Nat King Cole, and Frank Sinatra as our favorite Christmas tunes poured out of the speakers making the trip through Clayton County enjoyable. Upon arriving, we chose a beautiful Leyland Cypress and made our way home. We hung our ornaments, drank our wassail, and made all new traditions.
Making changes and new traditions is, in and of itself, a journey. You never know what will stick or what will be a “one hit wonder”. But one thing about our family’s journey is that God has been present every step of the way. There have been times of fear and uncertainty and there will be more. But God will walk with us. That is the promise God made by sending Immanuel, God with us.
From our family to you and yours, Merry Christmas! May you feel God’s real and mighty presence this day and everyday.
The 2013 Stewardship Committee
There is a song usually sung at Thanksgiving that talks of “going over the river and through the woods” to Grandmother’s house. This song is great for remembering how excited we all get about gathering together for the holidays. In our hearts, we understand, in a core way, the words “Hooray for the fun! Is the turkey done? Hooray for the pumpkin pie.” We know it’s not really about the turkey, the fun, or the pie. It is about fellowship and family. It is about knowing you have a place to belong and that you are loved.
Mary and Joseph did not have the best place in the city of Bethlehem. They did not seem to have family or friends in that place, otherwise why would they have sought the comfort of the inn. It seems that this young couple had no one in which to turn. But God had a plan for them. One in which they could not begin to understand or fathom. From the beginning of their journey, they had come to rely fully on God’s providence and grace, trusting that they would be kept safe. God was their family, their place to belong.
On this final Sunday of Advent, when you gather with your church family today, make sure you look around and reflect on the people who surround you. You and they share a common bond, the church. This is your place to belong, to be a part of fellowship and family. Give thanks to God for sending you to this place.