In 2006 we spent our Christmas in Grenoble, France. This is where we lived at the time, for nearly a year. We were there to assist the International Church of Grenoble and a beautiful camp in the Alps called Champfleuri (Field of Flowers). We miss it every winter.
We were house sitting for some American expatriates in a beautiful home with mountain views. We had some German friends over for pancakes and then we gave each other gifts. There was no tree, no candle lit service, no cookies or carols. It was simple, to say the least.
That Christmas was the first Christmas without my extended family and friends. It was the first time when opening gifts took 5 minutes instead of 5 hours (that is not an exaggeration). And still, it felt special.
Everyone's always talking about the "true meaning of Christmas". You find this theme in just about every Christmas movie. Is it family? Is it giving? I think it's found in the quiet. In the reflection on a silent, holy night over 2000 years ago. When a baby changed everything.
Merry Christmas, Friends. Joyeux Noël!
That Christmas was the first Christmas without my extended family and friends. It was the first time when opening gifts took 5 minutes instead of 5 hours (that is not an exaggeration). And still, it felt special.
Everyone's always talking about the "true meaning of Christmas". You find this theme in just about every Christmas movie. Is it family? Is it giving? I think it's found in the quiet. In the reflection on a silent, holy night over 2000 years ago. When a baby changed everything.
Merry Christmas, Friends. Joyeux Noël!
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