31 Days of Christmas – Day #1

Christmas at Becki’s House

Becky was 4. She wanted to play that December afternoon, but Mother pushed her aside. “Becki, I’m just too busy today. There are presents to buy, cakes to bake and rooms to clean. It’s Christmastime, you know.”
So Becki played alone.
When Daddy came home she rushed to the door with arms outstretched, ready for her usual hug and kiss. But Daddy’s arms were already full of boxes and bags.
“Oooh, for me?” She gasped.
“No, for later. It’s Christmas, you know. Run along now.”
So Becki played alone.
At supper, both Mommy and Daddy were so busy talking and planning the Christmas celebration, with Grandma and Granpa and all the relatives coming over, that Becki couldn’t get their attention.
So she reached for the butter by herself. Somehow her elbow got all tangled up with her milk glass and over it went.
“Oh Becki, not tonight,” Mommy moaned. “Everything is so busy. It’s Christmastime! Run on to bed now. I’ll be there in a minute to help you say your prayers.”
She was already kneeling when Mommy walked in. Becki’s prayer was simple, but maybe one we all need to pray, as well: “God, forgive us our Christmases as we forgive those who Christmas against us.”
AMEN!