The Most Wonderful Time

I love Christmas! I’ve probably mentioned that before. I love the lights, the music, the cards, the presents, the decorations, the weather. Well, I don’t love the weather this year, because it’s not snowy and cold. But it’s probably more like the weather when Jesus was actually born.

If you really study the scriptures, Jesus was not born in December. I won’t give all the particulars, because I’m not a Bible scholar. But Mike is, and he did a lot of research on the geography, the traditions, the time that shepherds are in the fields, “watching their flocks by night,” and it’s not cold and snowy, let me tell you! What shepherd would camp out in the snow with a flock of sheep?

Anyway – I kind of chuckle when people get all keyed up about “the reason for the season” and the Starbucks Red Cup and the commercialism of the holiday. Basically, Christians adopted a lot of cool pagan holidays (like All Saints and Christmas) because the new converts didn’t want to give them up. So they just “Christianized” them and they became tradition.

Don’t get me wrong. I am a Christian, and I try to live my life in a way that’s pleasing to my Lord. But shouldn’t honoring Jesus be an all-year thing for Christians instead of just one day? So why can’t you go a little wild with the decorations and the “commercialism,” since it’s just a day? Honestly, I celebrate the birth, life, death, and resurrection of Jesus daily, so singing about a snowman or sending cards with elves one day isn’t a big deal to me – especially since it’s not really Jesus’ birthday. (And you can feel free to politely disagree with me. It’s ok.)

So, off my soapbox. Here’s a totally cute card that my dear friend Sandy sent me. It’s one of those happy surprises that you get some days. I left the house to go play with Amelia while Wesley did some Christmas shopping, and this was on my door.


How cute is this Christmas Cuties card? I love that stamp set, as well as the Season of Cheer designer series paper. The layer under the elf is the Red Foil Sheets, as is the “merry” Christmas Greetings die-cut. I’m definitely CASE-ing this card!

When I picked up Miss Amelia today, she was supposed to be napping, but when she heard me come in – well, that was the end of nap time. And then we visited her Great Grandpa and Great Grandma, so she didn’t sleep until we were on our way home. And she did sleep!

SleepyGirlBless her heart. She was so tuckered out, she slept for about an hour in the car. I made sure I took the long way to the bank and then to the store so she could get as much sleep as possible. She’s a trooper! When she woke up, she was happy all night. Hopefully, she went to bed early!

Hope you’re having a wonderful week! Thanks for stopping by Stamping with Buffy.

About buffycooper

Among other things, I am a musician who enjoys papercrafting (specifically with rubber stamps), a Stampin' Up!® demonstrator, Christian, wife and mom to two great boys.
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4 Responses to The Most Wonderful Time

  1. Penny in Vegas says:

    Amen Buffy, couldn’t have said it better

    Liked by 1 person

  2. cycworker says:

    Best post I’ve read in ages! I am totally with ya, Buffy!

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Ginger says:

    Appreciated your post. What came to mind recently was “take time” ( I was trying too fit everything in) — which led to “make time–make room”. My heart is filled with too much world– with no room for Jesus. Selah.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. buffycooper says:

    Thanks, everyone! Ginger – you’re right. We need to take time and make room for what really matters!


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