I'm always a bit sad the day after Christmas. Part of it's because my kids spend Christmas Day with me and for one solid day I get the gift of their presence without even so much as a hint of them needing to be somewhere else, and then...poof! it's over. It's a little sad, but I've gotten used to it.

The other part of the sadness comes in the knowing that the world will all but forget about Jesus for another whole year. I'm a firm believer in the concept that we are made in the image of God. And by that I mean, we are emotional beings and so, I must infer, is He. We are capable of a full range of feelings, and while ours have intertwined inside them humanity, they are a shadow of our Father. That being said, I can't help but wonder if Jesus himself is a bit sad on the day we call his birthday. After all, he is rarely even invited to the party, and when he is, he seems to be the 'oh yeah, by the way let's not forget about HIM' guest. Think about it. If it were your birthday and people had to mention a few times during the festivities, "let's not forget it's (insert your name here)'s birthday. Then to add to the lunacy they began exchanging gifts amongst themselves and gave you nothing. At that point I remember that God is not a human and does not get His feelings hurt over petty little things like that...He simply loves through it.

I guess if I were to be honest I would have to say that I am saddened that it takes ME but a few short hours or days to turn the spotlight away from Jesus and back at my own life's little details. I am sad that I don't hold the spotlight continuously on the Star of my life.