When I was a little girl, about 10 or so, I remember distinctly feeling like something was missing from Christmas. I wasn't sure exactly what it was, but I felt like something was off. I can remember sitting in a recliner, while my parents dozed on the couch and my brother played the Nintendo, and feeling like this couldn't be it. We had shared a wonderful day as a family. We got up early, opened presents, ate pancakes for breakfast (a tradition), and spent the day in jammies playing. It was exactly how it should, but Christmas night I felt different. I felt like something was missing, but I didn't know what. It would be another year before I realized the missing piece had been Christ. He's what was missing from my Christmas. Once I learned about Christ and understood just how precious and amazing He is, Christmas took on a whole new meaning.
I shared that story with my children tonight. I so want them to know how absolutely special our testimonies are. Knowing Christ is something we work on every day. Effort is required. This Christmas season, in an effort to grow closer to Christ, we are celebrating 25 days of Christ. We are counting down to Christmas with scriptures and service.
I'm thankful I get to share this with my family. Last night we sat for twenty minutes talking about our Savior and the resurrection. We talked about how Christ knows our hearts, how He leads us each day. What a treasure that conversation was!
I invite you to join me in our countdown to Christmas. You can find out more about The 25 Days of Christ here.