This year, we decided to buy a real tree for Christmas. We went to the lot this afternoon and picked out a beautiful 8 foot Fraisier Fir. We had an artificial tree that lasted eight years, but it was in terrible shape by last Christmas with branches so lose we feared it would collapse in a heap at any moment.
The younger children had never had a real tree for Christmas, and even our older ones probably couldn't remember having one, it was so long ago for them. We used the opportunity to talk about the symbolism of the Christmas tree and its history. How it became one of the symbols of eternal life, and how that would appear to the Germans who first started bringing them into their homes to celebrate the birth of Christ - evergreens surrounded by white snow where no other plant would appear to live was a good way to point to the birth of Jesus who would bring us eternal life.
The family who ran the lot was very friendly and chatty. They told us all about the trees, most of them came from North Carolina and Michigan. Their tents had a good variety, all were nice and fresh. The smell of those trees was so wonderful, it was worth going there just to smell the aroma. You could close your eyes and imagine yourself in a pine forest. We finally settled on a beautiful Fraisier Fir.
|Is that a star growing out of his head?|
I had almost forgotten how much I loved having a fresh tree in the house.
I am participating in Spiritual Sunday.