I love Christmas time. For me, part of the joy of Christmas lies in long-standing family and community traditions. I grew up in Utah and always associated Christmas with all things winter: snowy landscapes, hot chocolate, more formal family dinners with heavier foods, carolers clothed in scarfs and mittens singing about a winter wonderland, and dark evenings for viewing Christmas lights. When I was on my mission, I approached the idea of Christmas in the hot Australian summer with some apprehension. Traditions in Australia vary from family to family, of course. But it was common to think of Christmas on the beach or at a backyard barbeque. Some gatherings were…