I am so thrilled to let you know I will have a Christmas story in an upcoming book! The book has a name! Christmas Treasures: A Collection of Christmas Short Stories, will soon be available. It will be a good book to read as you prepare for Christmas.
Stayed tuned to this blog. I will sure let you know when it’s available.
The stories might remind you of a Christmas from your past or bring a smile to your face. There is a variety of talent in the included stories. That’s what makes this Christmas book fun to read. You should be able to find a story or two that will speak to your heart or cause you laugh. Oh, and perhaps … tears might fill your eyes.
But tears mean something has touched your heart. And it won’t be because this is a sad book. By no means! Christmas is a time of joy and remembering God’s wonderful gift to all of us! And it’s a fun time to read a good book!
Stay tuned for updates! Watch for another blog about this book. Wow! Christmas is coming fast! Have you got your shopping list ready? Get in the attic and find those decorations. Unpack those winter boots. String that popcorn! Fill the chicken coop with a cozy layer of new hay. Tie a bell around the cow’s neck. Cut some mistletoe! Remember the kisses … under the mistletoe?
Mmm, I can smell the Christmas cookies. A glazed ham. A venison roast. Fruit cake! How about the scent of a newly cut Christmas tree? Giggles and secrets. Imagine delicate snowflakes on your freezing nose? Or can you see that southern palm tree waving in the warm breeze as you pull on your plaid shorts and take a stroll on the sunny beach? Wait a minute … I hear Jingle Bells!
Christmas memories, unforgotten tidbits of the past, stir to life when the leaves start changing. They fill our minds as the outside temperatures drop, and we sense winter approaching.
What type of memories swirl into your mind? Do memories drift around you like colorful falling leaves or do they batter you like vengeful winter storms?
Not everyone’s memories of Christmas are tender treasures—something to store away and breathe life into once a year. There is sorrow in this world. It doesn’t flee and hide on special holiday.
There was hardship and a long, tiresome journey connected to what we call the first Christmas—the birth of Jesus. Mary, the young teenager giving birth to God’s son, didn’t experience delivery in a sterile hospital room, with pain medicine and attentive nurses. She didn’t even have her own mother or a female relative nudging a cow out of the way and kneeling beside her in the piles of loose hay. They weren’t there to coach her through surging waves of contractions, to wipe her brow, or murmur words of encouragement.
The multitude of scents and the variety of natural sounds in that rugged stable—where Jesus was born—aren’t the touches of reality we long to have flowing through our homes on Christmas morning! But I’m sure Mary’s memories of that event held sweetness and joy, mixed with the discomforts and a thread of worry about the future. She held in her human hands—the Son of God. With the birth of Jesus came a gift of eternal life—to all who accept. Tender memories of the actual birth stayed with her the rest of her life, because she was His mother.
When we open our hearts to God’s amazing Gift, we want to share—because it’s a treasure to cherish. By sharing what we’ve received, we help others learn to think of Christmas as a time of good memories.
I’ve always loved reading, storytelling, and writing. By age ten, I decided my favorite author was James Oliver Curwood. Even at a young age, I would get lost in Curwood’s northern settings. His books of fiction reflect a time-period….