Christmas Eve

My Irish grandmother believed that on Christmas Eve the Christ child would walk again looking for a place to rest his head. He could come in many forms: your neighbor, a friend, someone from school or church stopping by. You never knew how He would come.

Therefore, she would insist that there be a light on to guide Him (our Christmas lights) and something to eat  when he came into your home. In our case, we always had a plate of cookies at the ready, with hot cocoa, juice or milk available.

My grandmother has been gone for many years and I still carry on her old traditions. Our Christmas tree is lit, the lights on the house will turn on at dusk, and a platter of cookies awaits Him should he come to our house.

Is your home ready to receive Him tonight?