Christmas Eve itself almost holds more excitement and tradition for our family than Christmas day. Our biggest tradition is our Christmas Eve dinner. It's my dad's job to always make a huge, extravagant, exotic meal--we've had African meals, Mediterranean food, and this year our theme was Brazilian. So, so good.
Another Christmas Eve tradition is opening the small gifts that are stuffed in our stockings, usually paired with dessert soon following. Then my church has a beautiful candlelight service--one of my favorite nights of the year.
And now here we are. Christmas day is in a matter of minutes. My mom and sister and I have settled down with a chick flick and tomorrow I'll attempt to sleep in while my little sisters shout in excitement. For me, getting into the Christmas spirit has been more difficult this year than others, it seems. I was more excited for the holidays during November than during the past week or so.
It's so easy to forget that the reason for Christmas is the birth of our Savior--that fact gets lost or pushed to the back of our minds. Jesus was born to be our Rescuer and our Friend.