“Wait. Is she for real? It’s only November!”
Yes, I’m for real. Christmastime is most definitely here. The day after Halloween, I start the Christmas music. I can only wait that long before I get the urge to listen to my favorite carols and the various arrangements of classic tunes. For instance, have you ever heard of Straight No Chaser? SNC is a male a cappella group originally from Indiana University. They have two fantastic Christmas albums out, and they’re a staple to my holiday season. And then there are the oldies-but-goodies… those songs by sultry Frank, classy Bing, The Andrews Sisters, and the great Ella Fitzgerald. Then you have to listen to the-man-with-the-voice-of-an-angel himself: Josh Groban. As a reputable source said: “Who is Josh Groban? Kill yourself! He is an angel sent from Heaven to deliver platinum albums unto us. And if he were here right now I would club you to death with his Critic’s Choice award!” And Christmas Caroling. That’s my favorite thing to do during Christmastime. I love to sing (didn’t you know?), so any time I get to sing Christmas songs with my friends is a good time.
This time of year is my favorite because I love the holidays. Thanksgiving, Christmas, New Years… they’re wonderful. I love being with my family, and I love the wonderful food, I love the weather (Snow is amazing. I’ll always be a Northerner at heart.), and it’s so much fun giving presents (and getting them too, of course). I wish I saw my family more often, but now that I’m stuck in college for another year and a half, I only get to go home three times a year: Thanksgiving, Winter Break, and Summer Break. So when Thanksgiving rolls around, I’m more than elated to be heading back north for family time.
This Thanksgiving, my cousins are coming from Pennsylvania to visit, which they haven’t done in a while, so I’m super psyched. I love my cousins with all of my heart; they’re more like siblings than cousins. My cousin Caitlin is the closest in age to me (she’s almost 20, I just turned 21), and she and I are inseparable when we visit each other. I love her so much, and I’m so excited that this Thanksgiving I get to spend a few days just hanging out with her and being goofballs together. Of course, her younger sister Sarah is wonderful too (can’t leave her out or she’ll kill me). It’s funny: Sarah and I look like we’re sisters, and Caitlin and my sister Krista look like they’re sisters. I really do love them both. I’m just sad that my other cousins won’t be visiting for Thanksgiving (Julia’s stuck in Iowa or Idaho or somewhere, and Emily’s stuck with her parents in Maine).
I can’t mention my love for Christmas without mentioning my love for the One who made Christmas an actual event. You know who I’m alluding to. Jesus is the One who was sent as a baby on Christmas Day, the One who was born of the Virgin Mary, the One whom the Wise Men visited, the One of whom the shepherds were told while watching their flocks by night, the One who grew up to die for the sins of the world, the One who is the only way to Heaven. (For a complete synopsis of everything I just mentioned, read the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke, and John in the Bible.) He is the clichéd “Reason for the Season.” He was the one King who became a Baby, just for us. And He is the reason we even celebrate. So yes, all of the wonderful seasonal things are fabulous, but what really matters is what He did for us.
This post might have been better suited for December, but with all the Christmas music bubbling around my brain, it had to be written now.
God rest ye merry, Gentlemen. <3