Worship was uplifting. The choir sang, "The Birthday of a King." I asked the children what they got for Christmas and we talked about the gift that God gave that lasts for ever. I preached about "Peace on Earth." The Hymn of Response was, "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day." Good stuff, good stuff.
We had a small crowd, but I was pleased to see that we had a number of young families with children who came to church on Christmas Day. Most of them scooted off immediately after worship to go home and open presents. The fact that they put God first warms my heart more than I can tell you. About thirty folks lingered over Christmas brunch. In addition to ham and Christmas Hash, we had a sausage and egg casserole, various pastries (including a really killer coffee cake!), a stollen. Lotsa good black coffee. It was a relaxed and friendly time. Just what Christmas oughta be.
And now, we are at home. I have made the Boozy Floozies. Beef stew is simmering in the crock pot. Zach is upstairs lingering over a good hot shower. There is a 3-D castle puzzle demanding attention this afternoon. And the Packers are playing!
Merry Christmas to all; and God bless us, every one.