Reflecting on the Christmas Tree and Faith
One of my favorite parts of Christmas for most of my life was the tree. I’m not sure why exactly. When I was a kid we had those old bubble lights, and I found them fascinating. I loved sitting in the dark room by myself just looking at them – something like sitting in front of a fire and watching it burn, thinking deep thoughts. Well, as deep as thoughts can be for a 10-15 year old. I don’t recall any content, just the deep quiet satisfied feeling of peace. The first Christmas I was married, in 1977, my wife and I were living in a tiny apartment in Oak Lawn Illinois, where I was a youth pastor at an Evangelical Covenant Church (and a senior at Wheaton College). There really wasn’t much room for a tree, but we were bound and determined to get one. It was a very cold winter, with snow, and the nearest Christmas tree lot had trees that were bundled shut and frozen, making impossible to see how good it [...]



