Tuesday, December 05, 2017

Hustle and Bustle

Have you ever stopped in the middle of hurrying through your day to ask yourself, "What am I doing?" I did that just today. I started with an appointment that took an hour (about twice as long as I imagined), then went to return a defective "moisture meter" (which involved looking up an address), then fought the crowds at the Post Office, and finally about noon got home and attacked the material piling up on my desk. Happy holidays? Sometimes I wonder.

There are times (confession coming) that I am more concerned with making our celebration what's expected by others than reflecting on the reason for the holiday--the celebration of the birth of God's greatest gift to us. I suspect I'm not the only one.

Look at this list--Christmas cards, Christmas letters (if you send them), gifts for our loved ones, deciding where and when we'll get the family together for a meal, putting up the tree, decorating the house (inside and out), checking to make certain we have our favorite Christmas movies... The list seems endless.

So, despite the hustle and bustle that goes with it, let me say to all of you who read this, "Merry Christmas." May your December be full of the real spirit of this season, and may it pervade what we say and do throughout the year to come.


7 comments:

EM Griffith said...

"Be anxious for nothing..." (Phil. 4:6-7) A hard verse to live by this time of year. We push ourselves to create a perfect Christmas for ourselves and loved ones, while juggling everything else in our normal, daily lives. What if we didn't do that? What would happen if Christmas didn't have to be a Norman Rockwell painting?

4 years ago, when I discovered the leg of lamb had spoiled on Christmas morning, it could have ruined Christmas. Or at least Christmas dinner. Instead, I got the crazy idea to drive up the coast to Ragged Point, where there's an inn at the southern edge of Big Sur. The restaurant was open. Lamb was on the holiday menu. We had dinner watching the sun set over the Pacific. I learned if I can be okay with mishaps, relax and give it to God, it can be better than I imagined.

Richard Mabry said...

Elise, thanks so much for your comment. What you learned is just what I hope each of us comes to realize. Merry Christmas to you and yours.

Paula Shreckhise said...

The older we get, the less we do for holidays. We put up the tree today. Just a small one on the cedar chest in the living room. And a few angels sprinkled around. The advent wreath on a small table. We don’t even know yet who all will be here for Christmas. The last two years our son brought chili that he took to a cook off at work. He has won the best chili prize several years now. A nice change from all the usual rich food. And of course Christmas Eve Service at Church. Merry Christmas to you and your family! Jesus is the Reason for the Season!

Richard Mabry said...

Paula, like you, we don't even know who will be here for Christmas, or when we'll celebrate. But one of the advantages of being retired is that we can be flexible. I remember the days when we almost broke our necks to visit both sets of grandparents for the holiday. Now we're the grandparents. Ah, time flies.
Merry Christmas to you and yours.

Patricia Bradley said...

Time indeed does fly, Richard! I always seem to have a deadline looming just after the holidays and this year is no different, so I'll be spending quite a bit of time in front of the computer. Our Singing Christmas tree is this weekend, so I'm looking forward to that. Because my family all lives too far away to drop in, I'll have a quiet Christmas Day.

Richard Mabry said...

Patricia, I'm sure you'll meet your deadline, but they do seem to hit at the worst times. Merry Christmas, and thanks for your comment.

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