It was Christmas in June at the little home on the prairie. Family drove from various areas of America to celebrate together a few weeks ago. The temperature was in the 70s. Instead of snowflakes an occasional mosquito buzzed by and a few june bugs. No snow fell, but rain dashed on the tent where children played and slept nearby. Father Christmas or Santa Claus, did not even arrive in a boat or a sleigh. However, everyone enjoyed the festive Christmas foods in picnic style. Since family was widely scattered and work schedules prevented getting together on December 25th, we gathered together during good old summertime. Family traditions and celebrations for holidays and everyday are very important. It is a reminder of the good old days, when extended families lived close by and traditions were passed from generation to generation. Family means, “a sense of belonging” and people you can count on to share their time and values and care about strengthening family ties. Yes. It was Christmas in June, and not Christmas in July, as it had been in former years. Yet, there were the fireworks, the creative activities, the decorations and Snow Boots - the mama cat, and her kittens, including Little Snowflake, were the joy of the grandchildren at play. A lighted Christmas tree at the top of the stairs has gifts under its branches all year. What fun to open the surprise gifts and negotiate with one another. Laughter filled the Christmas tea room.

There is always that solemn moment, when we know there will be goodbyes in the morning when family returns to their homes. We closed with singing “Silent night” in harmony while Auntie Ruth gracefully used her hands as we tried to read the words in the sign language. And, oh yes, Trina. We did not forget the wise men and the star, as its lights shined so bright in the dark night. That lighted star reminded us all that wise men and women still seek Him. A reason for all seasons. 

A house filled with love becomes a  home. A house is built by human hands. A house is made of bricks. A home is built by human hearts. A home is made of love. Having someplace to go his home, having someone to love his family, having both is a blessing. Happy is the home that is filled with love.

Celebrate family all year long.

Warm Thoughts from the Little Home on the Prairie Over a Cup of Tea by Luetta G. Werner

July 9th, 1998

Published in the Marion Record

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