“Aww…what a sad Christmas tree,” my friend said.
I couldn’t believe it. I just decorated the thing perfectly. Sure, it was only 6 feet tall, but that’s all the room we had. Pre-lit with bright colors, each ornament carefully placed, garland draping in even sweeps around the boughs: what was wrong with it?
I said, “What? How?”
“There’s not a single handmade ornament on the whole thing. No childrens’ art projects from school or church, no help from children to decorate it.”
The next year we invited friends to a Trim-the-Tree party, and I let their kids go wild with decorating the tree. So many ornaments weighed down the middle. The rest were scattered like shot-gun blasted decorations everywhere. Here a patch, there a blank spot.
And I saw it. The mysterious beauty of childhood wrapped around my tree. I didn’t change a thing….okay, I moved a few breakable ornaments further up toward the top.
What’s this got to do with my Days of Christmas Nativity sets? My sons made these handcrafted pieces, and now they are a treasurer. They bring the light of Jesus together with the joy of childhood in one holiday decoration.