Christmas Memories: You have the Son, You have it all

Christmas is coming quickly and that means that another Christmas memory is due.

One year my family and I went to a family friend's play. The play was about an affluent father who collects art and his son. The father loves his son very much, but one day his son is drafted into the military. Unfortunately, the father finds out that his son dies during the war and hears how appreciated he was. The father later gets a painting done of his son. The father dies sometime after. After his death an auction is held for all of the art that he collected over time. Many collectors are interested in the art, however as is stated in the will, the first piece to go must be the painting of his son. No one wants to buy the painting, but a friend of his son arrives. The friend decides to purchase the painting when it is reveled that the one who gets the son, gets it all!

The play is a nice reminder to what is truly important during Christmas, Jesus! After all, whoever has the son has it all. This play really helped me realize and see Jesus during Christmas. I saw where he is in my life too. Recently, I have forgotten to see where Jesus is in my life, but when I think about it he is everywhere because He is in everything! I have it all because of Him!

God Bless!

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