When I was a kid, my grandmother ( whom I always had a tortured relationship with) told me to make a wish every Christmas Day because it was Jesus’s birthday. I would counter that he really should make his own wish since it was, you know, HIS birthday. She’d cuff me on the side of the head, tsk, and explain that on his birthday, Jesus granted wishes.
To this day, where she got this notion, I have no idea. It doesn’t say this in the Bible. Anywhere.
But, if I argued further I’d get another cuff, this one harder, and then be sent to my room, so I caved and said, “okay.”
Every. Friggin’. Time.
A hundred years later, and I still don’t know where she got this idea, but I’ve incorporated it into my Christmas morning prayers for decades.
One year I wished to lose 50 pounds. Didn’t happen.
One year I wished for a new car. Nothing.
One year I wished for world peace. No explanation needed.
Another year I wished for a puppy. Okay, got that one – Maple Leaf, the love of my life and the bane of my existence!
This year, I’d like to make a wish for YOU:
On this holy day of miracles, magic, and joy, I wish you:
Love – for you and from me, for everyone in your realm
Laughter – to get through the tough times and make the happy ones more enjoyable
Light – to always guide you through the darkness
Health – to keep you with us as long as God allows.
Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, Happy Hanukkah, Happy Kwanza from my house to yours. Make your own wish on this day. It just may come true. ( just don’t wish to lose 50 pounds, ‘cuz that one never comes true!!! LOL)
“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace” (Isaiah 9:6).