I was thinking about the magic I used to experience when I was a kid at Christmas time and I realized that it had to do with faith. There really was a sense of magic at that time of year when I would go to bed at night and wake up the next morning to find presents delivered at the bottom of the tree. As a child, I didn’t question how it happened. I didn’t really care. I just wanted to believe.
Now that I am older. I still want to experience that sense of wonder and magic at this time of year. I think it is still possible because even if presents aren’t delivered to the bottom of the tree, there is a special spirit of giving that I can feel in my heart and I can see in the heart of others. I don’t need presents to be able to believe. As an adult, I don’t really want to question what makes me feel that special sense of magic when I see Christmas lights, hear the Christmas music, and feel that Christmas spirit. It is just like when I was a child, I just want to believe.
My faith saved me. May God’s peace reside in all of our hearts.
