I am dreaming of a white Christmas. Not!
A warm Christmas maybe. A brown Christmas will do. Or better yet, a green (as in tropical!) Christmas.
I agree a white Christmas is so beautiful and iconic. Until you realize you need to shovel that pile of snow in your driveway in the subfreezing temperature. And there’s nothing beautiful in the bitter cold unless you are a polar bear.
But whether it is white, or brown, or green, or red, or even pink, that is not important. For Christmas is not about snow or colors. It is about the birth of a Redeemer, that though my sins are like scarlet, He made them as white as snow.
In that sense, it is a white Christmas after all. Have a blessed Christmas!
(*photo taken last winter)