I spent my first Christmas under the tree…literally. Born on the eve of Christmas Eve, I came home from the hospital on the night before Christmas. My parents wrapped me up like a burrito and placed me under the tree that warm Christmas Eve night.  

On this much colder southern California Christmas season, I’m anticipating Christmas more than I think I ever have. I’m a horrible gift receiver. Case and point: recently I won a raffle at my company Christmas party for two free round trip airline tickets. After returning back to work on the Monday morning after the party, it took me the entire day to ask human resources for the tickets. I know; I’m a freak right?! There is just something about receiving a gift that makes me a bit anxious and nervous.  

Thinking to myself about why it was so difficult to receive that gift led me to consider receiving the gift of my eternal salvation in Christ. I don’t believe I’ve shared my story of coming to faith in Christ here on ConversantLife so I’ll give you a snapshot of that time in my life.