The Christmasfication of our home (standard:humor, 905 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Dec 12 2010	Views/Reads: 2932/2020	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Our home, like every other home this time of year, bears the decorations of the Christmas season. This is all thanks to the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. My assigned role in the whole Christmas affair was to keep out of her way. And, out of her way,

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"Something in this house stinks awfully bad." 

I just looked at her not knowing what to do or say at the time. Then her
attention was drawn to the stockings hung with care. "What in the world 
are these?" she demanded. 

With a St. Francis of Assisi smile on my face, I explained to her what I
had done while she was away. 

"Take those filthy socks outside and burn them." Then, much to my
consternation, and despite the coolness of the outside weather, all the 
windows and doors were opened for three days to get what she called 
"the stink," out of our house. Her fumigation was not in complete 
harmony with what I considered the holiday spirit. 

Even my malodorous socks cannot diminish what Christmas is all about.
After burning my socks I turned to the promise in the Old Testament, 
"Therefore the Lord himself shall give you a sign; Behold, a virgin 
shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel.” 
(Isaiah 7:14 KJV). All the way to the New Testament and the fulfillment 
of that promise. "Behold, a virgin shall be with child, and shall bring 
forth a son, and they shall call his name Emmanuel, which being 
interpreted is, God with us.” (Matthew 1:23 KJV). 

Jesus is the Christmasfication of every home. Apart from him, Christmas
is just an empty holiday. 


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