It’s pretty well known that Jesus was most likely not born in the winter, but in the spring, yet I think it’s rather fitting that we celebrate the arrival and birth of the Light of the world at a time of year when the darkness will gradually start to fall back in favour of the returning light.
"Be it unto me" by the talented Liz Lemon Swindle,
who's painted a lot of scenes from the Savior's life.
I have a print of this painting at home, and I love it.
I rejoice in the music of the season, and so, here are a few links to some of my favourites.
And this one has a sweet little video of the Nativity:
Jesus is the Christ. He was born by Mary, and is the only Begotten of the Father. He is my Savior. He knows me; my strengths and weaknesses, my name, my fears and wishes. He loves me, and underwent pain beyond imagination and sacrificed His life for me, little though I may deserve it at times. He would love nothing better than for me (and all of us) to return to Him and the Father after living good lives.
May we all remember the reason we celebrate Christmas.