Written by Judy Walters from the Village Church.
MEDITATION:
In 2022, the doorbell rings on Christmas Eve and we expect it to be Amazon with a last-minute gift. Or Uncle Joe dressed as Santa Claus to surprise our grandchildren. Back in the day, circa 1945, we had a different, but traditional visitor every year on Christmas Eve. A doorbell ring or a knock on the door, and our special visitor arrived by taxi after traveling by train from New York City to Washington DC. Not Santa, however, she may as well have been. Anne Walters, my Godmother, was adored by all our family. Although we weren’t blood relatives, we were related in our hearts. Anne delighted my three sisters and I with some of the latest Christmas tree decorations and delicious candies from Macy’s Department Store on 5th Avenue. Soon after she arrived, Anne donned an apron, becoming “Hazel” just like Ted Key’s cartoon housemaid character from The Saturday Evening Post magazine. Entertaining us by telling jokes in her New York accent, she vacuumed, washed dishes, and cooked alongside my mother. She was a great help to our family.
Anne first met my parents at First Presbyterian Church in Manhattan where they became friends and members. Not only that, but she also worked for the Doctor who delivered me. When I was baptized, Anne became my Godmother. She took her commitment seriously by always writing to me and taking a real interest in my young life. Even though I drifted in my Christian walk, I knew that she was praying for me and eventually I came to know the Lord. I’ll never forget her twinkling blue eyes, her kind and generous spirit. She infused laughter, love, and joy in our home every Christmas. There was no better gift than Anne!
SCRIPTURE:
Luke 2:15
“When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”
LINK TO CHRISTMAS MUSIC/VIDEO:
Pathways Press.com 
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