Holy, holy, holy is the Lord God Almighty,
who was, and is, and is to come
Sunday we pull out our Advent wreath and begin the season of anticipation, praying, pondering and worshiping the Lord Jesus, who was, and is, and is to come.
I bought an Advent wreath years ago and decorated it simply without realizing the fake plastic berries and cheap gold beading would be with us for years.
But that’s how traditions sometimes tumble into our lives:
We try something out.
And it sticks.
Here’s a picture I snapped last year:
It’s simple and humble, but it’s an integral part of our Christmas traditions.
We tried it, and it stuck.
Traditions … wow, traditions are so wonderful.
They can be simple or involved (though I prefer simple).
They can be planned out or spontaneous (I like both).
They can be borrowed or invented (sometimes I need inspiration from others; sometimes we’re creative on our own).
Regardless of how they begin, traditions that fit a family’s culture—traditions that reflect our personality and can be sustained over the years—end up weaving into our family story, forming our memories and tying together relationships.
They provide rhythm to our days, weeks, seasons, years.
In a tumultuous world, traditions can provide some familiarity and stability.
They slow us down.
Because Christmas has so many potential traditions, I often poke around the Internet to see what others do.
Perhaps you’d enjoy browsing the ideas I collected last year to share on my personal blog:
If your Christmas traditions are still evolving and you want to experiment with something new, check out some of them.
Perhaps a wonderful new tradition will tumble into your life.