It is the evening of December 25
th. There are snowflake banners draped over our windows. Smells of comfort foods permeate the air in the house and cookies and candies sit on a tray next to hot cocoa. Children can be heard
squabbling in another room, arguing over their gifts and who's turn it is next.
Is is Christmas? Nope. Its
Chanukah!
Given the above description, you would not look at our holiday celebrations and say to yourself "these kids are missing out", because they are not. There was no tree at our house, but there was magic when we lit the candles on the
hanukkiah. There were no red bows or evergreen boughs decking our halls, but there was an atmosphere of thankfulness and honor for new traditions. Santa was no where to be found and no Christmas carols were sung, yet there were gifts received and gifts given, some made and some bought. There were no stockings, but there were giddy children gathered around to play with
dreidels, teaching their father about the letters on the top and bartering for prizes they wanted from each other.
Best of all, no one is complaining of
not having Christmas! That is music to my ears.
The children are all embracing the transition to celebrating
only biblical feasts. The hardest transition has been for mom and dad. We grew up with Christmas stuff. The pressure to celebrate like everyone else is real and felt keenly. We are both feeling a bit alone and exposed right now, but we are both sure that if Messiah was here, he would not be celebrating Christmas, he would be celebrating
Chanukah. So we will keep pressing on, abstaining from pagan holidays and embracing holy days and feasts celebrated by God's people. This is the Feast of Dedication and a great time to focus on being the light that we have been called to be.
I hope that you have a wonderful
Chanukah. Shalom