This year has been an extremely fun and exciting Christmas for us as parents. Through many tired nights, Tami and I (mainly Tami) have gone a little overboard with Mr. Jingles, our elf on a shelf. The day after Thanksgiving when Mr. Jingles first arrived, our 3 year old son was very reluctant and didn’t want Christmas to come! We made it our mission to bring out the Christmas spirit in him and in the process brought out the Christmas spirit in ourselves that I haven’t had in many years. Mr. Jingles was always busy around the house starting marshmellow fights with Henry’s toys, jet packing around and even dressing up like Elvis, or Elfis as he called himself. As the days passed closer to Christmas, Henry’s excitement grew with him waking up every moring with “let’s go see what Mr. Jingles did this morning.” Finally, Christmas Eve came and we were all sad to say goodbye to Mr. Jingles. What really suprised us even more was our little 3 yr olds excitement for baby Jesus’ birthday. We made Him a birthday cake and even sang happy birthday. Henry sat listening to every word while we told the birth narative of our Lord and Savior, Jesus. He even repeated the story as he stacked his picture blocks repeating back what we had said in his sweet little tender voice. I thought to myself that Jesus must be smiling down from Heaven listening to his little children praise him.
His excitement reminded me of the narative in Matthew of how the four main characters respond to the birth of Jesus. King Herod responded with hate and tried his best to get rid of Him as some people still do to this day. The people of Jerusalem were disturbed and went about their daily life wondering what negative impact this might have on themselves. The Chief Priest and Teachers of the law knew all the right bible answers when asked but were spiritually dead and thought nothing more of his birth. Sadly, most of us could identify with the the Chief Priest and Teachers; we know the right answers, but worship as subdued as a cow staring blankly at the beautiful golden sunrise. In stark contrast to the others, the Magi dropped what they were doing, traveled miles bringing their most valuable posession, and worshipped the baby prophesied as Emmanual, God with us. This Christmas, I pray that all would respond to the birth of Jesus with the Magi’s excitement and fervent!
No post is complete with out some pictures, the first one is our birthday cake for Jesus. Henry thought the cake looked best with most of the sprinkles in the center of the cake. We left a note for Santa with some milk and cookies. Then there are a few of our favorite Mr. Jingles pictures too. I wish you all a Merry Christmas!