Sometimes it amazes me how many people have shaped my Christmas and the traditions that surround it. In some cases these folks didn’t intentionally begin traditions. Most don’t even know that we have a tradition that reminds us of them.
Thanks to my mom and dad I can’t imagine Christmas without a Christmas Eve candlelight service. It doesn’t matter where I am on Christmas Eve, you can expect to find me in a church with candles and carols on Christmas Eve.
Christmas morning in the Modranski household would not be complete without Sour Cream Coffee Cake. Not that Aunt Karen makes one each Christmas, but it’s her recipe that created this tradition in our home. Every time I make one, I think of her.
Our Christmas card holder is a bead chain we made at an advent workshop with Velma King. I punch holes in the cards and use ornament hooks to hang the cards from the beads. I’m sure Velma had no idea that 20 years later this craft she helped us create would still be used.
Nearly every ornament on my tree has been a gift from someone we know. I’ve considered having a “themed” tree, but can’t bring myself to pack away these ornaments. Each one has a special story. As I hang them on my tree, I pray for those who’ve given them to us. So many people, I’m sure most aren’t aware of the memories they’ve created.
I also use icicles on my tree. They seem to be somewhat old fashioned now. Hardly anyone uses them. They are really kind of messy and take a long time to put on. But my grandfather loved icicles. There are years when I consider not putting any on the tree, but after they’re on there and I watch the light sparkle off of them, I’m always glad I took the time and put up with the mess.
Christmas is a time for traditions. It’s a time of remembering. And like all of the holidays God ordained in the Old Testament, Christmas is a time to remember the greatest gift our Heavenly Father ever gave us. We are so fortunate that Christ came to brighten our dark and dreary world. No other tradition is nearly as grand!