2 Thessalonians 2:14-15  To this he called you through our gospel, so that you may obtain the glory of our Lord Jesus Christ. So then, brothers, stand firm and hold to the traditions that you were taught by us, either by our spoken word or by our letter.


Traditions.  I am one of those people who love to be surrounded by nostalgia. Most of the jewelry that I wear or the knick-knacks that I have sitting around have a story, special meaning or memory attached to them.  I feel grounded and enveloped by loving them I recall the specialness of the moments when I acquired the items. I also enjoy the traditions and rituals of connections;, especially during the Christmas season. While growing up, my mom baked scones and biscotti during the holidays.  All of the girls would gather together for frilly tea parties and giggly conversations around the table while nibbling on mom’s scones and biscotti. My dad enjoyed hiking, even in the winter. At night, under the twinkling stars of the midnight sky, we walked, talked and discussed life while enjoying the neighborhood decorations.  As a mom, creating gingerbread houses, decorating cookies, attending the symphony performance of Handel’s Messiah, midnight worship services, hallmark movie-a-thons, and cocoa-sipping-car rides while adoring the lights of Christmas have all been wonderful experiences. Traditions I have enjoyed with my family.

In this passage of scripture, the writer encourages his audience to hold on to the traditions.  The traditions of gathering together to worship, break bread, learn and grow. These traditions act like anchors that hold us steadfast during stormy waters.  These traditions bring back to our remembrance what we learned in the moments when our strength seems to wane. These traditions are the load-bearing walls that hold up the structure of our lives.  This Christmas immerse yourself in worship and adoration, break bread with friends, share stories, live life together. Enjoy old traditions and create new ones.


Father God, I ask that you would stir up joy and happiness when I remember the traditions of my childhood.  I ask that you fill my heart with child-like awe, wonder, and life-giving energy. Renew my spirit to be a worshipful soul as we celebrate the season of love and light.  Amen.