And any tradition that involves cake is likely to be a good one.
Then I started thinking about how friends come to birthday parties. Even my 3 1/2-year-old girl knows that.
So we had a birthday party last night for Jesus with friends.
One delicious cake.
One Christmas story.
A new tradition born.
For people we care about.
From the people who love us.
All because Jesus is love.
There are some more pictures here, if you’re interested.