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Monday, December 24, 2012

Perfectly Imperfect Christmas


" Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord."
Luke 2:11
 
Ugh!  It's Christmas Eve almost midnight and I still have presents to wrap and a bathroom to clean.  Everyone is sleeping, nothing is stirring...but me. Wah!  Every year I have every intention of having all my gifts wrapped and my house spotless well ahead of time.  And every year I find myself in the same harried place.  I really want to be that well organized and disciplined mom who has it all together...but instead I'm the ADD mom who fly's from one thing to the next.  Always busy but never seeming to get anything done.  I can obsess about the tree, or the table center piece, or something or another.  Meanwhile the rest of the house is in Chaos.

I would like to blame it all on the fact that I currently work in retail and the last three weeks have been filled with more hours then I bargained for as well as late nights.  However I really can't blame it on that since I was in the same predicament when I was a stay at home mom.  It's just me...

In all of it I am learning that I can embrace my creative personality and at the same time learn from those who...well who are sleeping right now because they got everything done already!  It also means I learn to let go...let go of my expectations of how I want Christmas morning and day to be.  It means that I accept a perfectly imperfect Christmas...one where my house is presentable, but not spotless.  It means that I don't worry if someone has to use the upstairs bathroom and it's not as sparkling clean as I want.  It means that I don't worry that I'm putting more presents in gift bags then actually wrapping them. It means that I am thankful for that job that exhausts me so that I can buy presents for my loved ones.  It means that when everyone is here Christmas day I choose to relax and enjoy every minute with my family as those moments when everyone is together is few and so very precious to me.   And most importantly it means that I have to continually choose to turn my mind toward Christ and reflect on the true reason we are celebrating and the greatest most valuable gift we could ever receive... 

One of our perfectly imperfect Christmas mornings

The greatest gift I ever received was the day I finally stopped running from Christ and instead fell into His arms that were always outstretched waiting for me.  Why He would want to have anything to do with this child who wanted nothing to do with Him I cannot fathom, but I am so grateful that He joyfully welcomed me!  Praying today that everyone and anyone who reads this rambling blog might receive that same gift of peace with God and eternal life by believing in the one and only Savior Jesus!

Despite having little extra time I managed to make a wreath this year at my lovely friend Michelle's home! 

For pondering on...

My favorite passage about Christ is found in God's book (The Bible) in Isaiah 53:1-12.  An interesting side note is that this was written long before Christ was born...

Who has believed our message
    and to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed?
He grew up before him like a tender shoot,
    and like a root out of dry ground.
He had no beauty or majesty to attract us to him,
    nothing in his appearance that we should desire him.
He was despised and rejected by mankind,
    a man of suffering, and familiar with pain.
Like one from whom people hide their faces
    he was despised, and we held him in low esteem.
Surely he took up our pain
    and bore our suffering,
yet we considered him punished by God,
    stricken by him, and afflicted.
But he was pierced for our transgressions,
    he was crushed for our iniquities;
the punishment that brought us peace was on him,
    and by his wounds we are healed.
We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
    each of us has turned to our own way;
and the Lord has laid on him
    the iniquity of us all.
He was oppressed and afflicted,
    yet he did not open his mouth;
he was led like a lamb to the slaughter,
    and as a sheep before its shearers is silent,
    so he did not open his mouth.
By oppression and judgment he was taken away.
    Yet who of his generation protested?
For he was cut off from the land of the living;
    for the transgression of my people he was punished.
He was assigned a grave with the wicked,
    and with the rich in his death,
though he had done no violence,
    nor was any deceit in his mouth.
10 Yet it was the Lord’s will to crush him and cause him to suffer,
    and though the Lord makes his life an offering for sin,
he will see his offspring and prolong his days,
    and the will of the Lord will prosper in his hand.
11 After he has suffered,
    he will see the light of life and be satisfied;
by his knowledge my righteous servant will justify many,
    and he will bear their iniquities.
12 Therefore I will give him a portion among the great,
    and he will divide the spoils with the strong,
because he poured out his life unto death,
    and was numbered with the transgressors.
For he bore the sin of many,
    and made intercession for the transgressors.

Merry Christmas!!!

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