It's Christmas eve, the candles burn, the foams of the kitchen let me know a banquet is awaiting for me, the table is ready, and the cuttlery lies in it's position. Yeah, it's Christmas' dinner time with my closest friends. My Canadian brother Joel invited me to rejoice the birth of our Saviour together with the superb new couple which my friend Bas & Kim make. The food is awesome, not to mention the warm apple pie with the melting ice over it.
It's Christmas day and the whole family has gathered togeher in order to play some games, relax and eat tempting morsels of bread with all sort of apperitives. My aunt, after taking a refreshing walk with my uncle makes the dinner ready which once ready, we all together with both my cousins, and two other uncles begin to savour. The plentifulness of the food let me know how blessed we are. Not only was my stomach to the point of having no more, but was the sensation of a real Christmas being noticeably marked in all my senses as well.
It's the 2nd Christmas day [Dutch tradition]. This time while I'm at one of the most beautiful Christmas services in my church, Roos the daugther of a family which I regard as a 2nd family of mine, invites me to have dinner and the remaining hours of Christmas with them. Once again, I get the priviledge to sit at a table which has a place specifically reserved for me. No question that the bread stick covered by ham and the salad with nuts, grapes, and such delicatessen were the introduction to an exquisite Christmas meal.
That has been Christmas for me. God knew the pain I was going through due to the abscence of my family and "little treasure" whom were back in Bolivia. They were kept deep inside my heart although regardless, not next to my side during those moments.
God thought of me and took me in his arms giving me comfort, peace, and happiness by means of such blessed sharing moments altogether with those who were indeed around me. I praise God's name for he is Jehovah-Jireh, my provider, lover of my soul and above all, Saviour and redeemer who sent his one and only son born humbly in a manger eventually to be the humiliated and tortured with all the pain, agony, and loneliness which that cross brought to him only because of my sin.
What is love? God is love...
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