Happy Christmas from Beaufort Photography Co.

It’s Christmas Eve. And though we’re some two thousand years removed from the actual event that prompts our celebration each December, this really is the most wonderful time of the year.

“There will be parties for hosting, marshmallows for roasting, and caroling out in the snow.” Actually, on the Crystal Coast of North Carolina it’s more like “caroling out in the mid-seventy degree swimsuit weather.”

I always thought 75 degrees was why we had a season called summer. Winter temps are supposed to be on the opposite end of the spectrum, in the teens or twenties. These days I would even settle for some forties or fifties.


But the lack of snow and cold notwithstanding, once a year, toward the winter solstice, just after Thanksgiving, attitudes tend to go through an annual metamorphosis. A mid-winter transformation takes place. People begin talking about goodwill and peace on earth. Some even go so far as to actually practice it.

Year-long selfish-takers become month-long generous-givers. Families get together, songs are hummed, food is inhaled, $882 worth of gifts are exchanged, and memories are made. All to celebrate a two millennia year old event that half the globe doesn’t even believe took place.

For still others, however, Christmastime is about as anticipated as a root canal. Some reading this right now are thinking, “Christmas is a nice story and all but I live in the real world. I have to be back to work Monday morning to deal with a cranky boss, obscene taxes, tight budgets, and yesterdays deadlines, which, believe it or not, is actually a break because at home I’m dealing with in-laws and high blood pressure and kids growing up and parents growing old and, oh yeah, a cranky spouse, obscene taxes, tight budgets, and yesterdays to-do list.”

But while we adults sometimes struggle with ambivalent Christmas tidings, children are counting the minutes until in the morning; a morning which will begin much too early for dads and moms still in the throes of toy assembly, gift wrapping, and holiday cooking come midnight Christmas Eve. Oh what I wouldn’t give to be back there now.

Whether you’re anticipating or dreading this most wonderful time of the year, Beaufort Photography Co. hopes you’ll remember that Christmas far transcends silver bells and mistletoe, Santa Clause and decking those halls.

When the angel of the Lord appeared to the shepherds while they were keeping watch over their flocks at night, he said, “Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord.”

It’s Christmas Eve, 2015, Christmastime is here. The Savior has come to redeem us, to set us free, to forgive our sin, and to shower us with good tidings of great joy.

So, happy Christmas from Beaufort Photography Co.