Won’t be Home for Christmas

Won’t be Home for Christmas.

Sung to the tune, “I’ll be Home for Christmas”.

Won’t be home for Christmas
Home is not this place
Where neighbors wave and presents gave
So many a familiar face

Won’t be home for Christmas
My address has been changed
Can’t greet friends or find invites
To celebrations arranged

But, my heart is cradled
‘Cause He’s in charge of me
The Son has come to give me joy
And with it, sets me free.  

Does the first part of this song express your feelings this year?  We all want to go home or be
home at Christmas. But when we have just moved, home isn’t home as we fight nostalgia and past memories.

But, sometimes having less connections at Christmas forces us back to remembering why we are
celebrating this holiday, anyway. If we find ourselves uprooted and in a new community, my
prayer is for you to know the baby in the manager and experience the comfort of the man, the Son
of God who grew from that baby to a man.

Remember, His parents had to move right before he was born.  Joseph and Mary were on their
own in a tiny stable in Bethlehem. They didn’t have extended family and supportive neighbors
when their first child, the Son of God, came into the world, Mary’s only midwife was her husband,
Joseph. The cradle was probably a feeding trough. But Mary nestled her baby amongst dirty hay,
animal droppings  and the serenades of braying donkeys and mooing cattle, content that she had
participated in a cosmic miracle that would change the world.

Now centuries later we take a whole month to remember and celebrate His arrival on earth. He
did so much for us. What a God! Don’t give into loneliness and depression Let Him fill your heart.
Enjoy His birthday, even when you feel like you are on foreign soil.  You’re in good