For me, Christmastime is synonymous with cold weather, extended family gatherings, candlelight Christmas Eve services, and annoying Christmas songs that get stuck in your head.
This Sunday our family, along with the MK teachers and a volunteer doctor, had the opportunity to go up into the mountains to celebrate Christmas with Sengen Nazarene Church. It was a day filled with muddy roads, a beautiful hike, and a packed church in the bush filled with the Spirit of God.
While this Christmas is quite different from what I am used to in America; celebrating the birth of our Savior in this context has certainly brought a new meaning to me. It is amazing how the God of the universe becoming man can be so relevant for people from so many different backgrounds. While we miss our family and our Christmas traditions, we are embracing making new traditions with our PNG family in our new home.