Christmas...

Silver Bells...

White Christmas...

Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer...


The colours of Christmas, bright and shiny. When we think of Christmas, we think in colours like white, green, red, gold, silver... When we think of Christmas, we think of gifts and presents. When we think of Christmas, we think of food and fellowship. When we think of Christmas, we think of family and friends...

When I think of Christmas, I think of what cookies to bake, whom shall I give those cookies to, who is on my "good" list and my "not-so-good" list... However, in the midst of all that stress, I was reminded: 'How nice it would be if I got to spend my Christmas with someone special..."

But I am.

See, the beauty of Christmas is finding that Someone who loves me more than life itself. That Someone who would constantly remind me, in big and small ways, that He is thinking of me. That Someone who still cares for and loves me even when I am not worthy to be cared for or loved. Finding that Someone who came to rescue me from the darkness that surrounds me.

I know of the events that came later on and the significance of it. But more importantly, I know that Christmas is a defining moment in itself; because it was then that He came.

He came.

He could choose not to and all the other events would not have happened. But the beauty of Christmas is that He did, despite the circumstances that laid before Him.

He came.

So, I hope the beauty of Christmas fills you not only in magnificent colours but in the knowledge that there is that Someone special who loves you more than anything on this earth. Have a blast spending Christmas time with that Someone special because He is.... Special.