by Barbara Iliff
Today's guest post is by Barbara Iliff, a fellow writer and Word Weavers International member. Get your hot chocolate and enjoy memories and the meaning of Christmas lights.
I love lights.
Since I was a little girl the brilliance of Christmas has been one of my favorite
parts of the Holidays. My parents wove
strings of colorful bulbs into the branches as my anticipation grew until finally
the magic moment arrived. With our tree proudly dressed in the colors of
Christmas, my parents plugged the lights in. My eyes shined and I crossed them
just to have double lights!
Since I was a little girl the brilliance of Christmas has been one of my favorite
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| Favorite parts of the holidays are hot chocolate by the Christmas tree. |
My love for lights has not dimmed over the years. I took my
own children riding around to see the shining glow on houses, light displays
and even a snowflake street of white twinkling lights overhead. I sit in my
living room near my Christmas tree and savor hot apple cider or hot chocolate while
my soul feasts on the sparkle of Christmas.
But my favorite lights of all come alive just before
Christmas at our church’s Candlelight Communion.
