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Femina Girls: The Here and The Now.

November 30, 2012 - 4 Comments

I'm already feeling very much behind this Christmas season.

Naturally. I mean, girlfriend did just pop this baby out last week.

I just can't seem to get it clicked in that I only have a few weeks left to prepare Christmas cards and such. But truthfully, shopping and gifts are the last thing on my mind.

The goodness of God, however, is radiating through me at the moment. I just can't explain the wonderful joy I have found in my Savior. A Savior that came to save me from my sin (which, mind you, are plentiful) and give me new life. 

That is something wonderful to celebrate! 

When I read this blog post, I rejoiced. I think you'll enjoy it:

The Here and The Now. 
Femina 

 

Last year my kids ate cereal for Christmas breakfast. For reals. Cereal. To be fair, we had done a Christmas Eve brunch the day before, and Christmas was on a Sunday, so we were in a hurry. But. But. But.

I started feeling behind on Christmas this year a few weeks before Thanksgiving, because this year I want it all to be smooth. I want to have all my gifts wrapped and done early enough to really enjoy the season with the kids, I want to keep the house clean, make it all feel restful and smell good. My big goal is that we can stay up late on Christmas Eve, but only as late as we want. Which is probably about 9:30. I am cleaning out closets all over the house and purging toys – getting ready so there is a home for everything by the day after Christmas. I want to have bins in the right sizes (for legos and such) in the garage ready to be filled. This is all very pipe-dream.

In reality I did make a paper mache snowman with the kids. He isn’t done yet, but he is looking cute. I just don’t know if we will do a gingerbread house, and the sugar cookies I could do without entirely, as well as the caramel, but I suspect a crisp salad doesn’t appeal as much to my children. So my chances of getting out of the season without those things are pretty slim.

But why all this emphasis on getting ahead and getting things together? Oh. Right. Last year my kids ate cereal for Christmas breakfast. The real reason that they ate cereal is that I was too busy puking to make them any food. Shadrach, bless his tiny little butt, was making his early presence felt, and I do the pukes for the first few months of pregnancy. My husband forbade me guilting over the Christmas breakfast scene. He said something brilliant like, “Stop it. No. It doesn’t matter. They will be so excited anyway that they will not care.” Good man. It’s hard to know if he was comforting me, or just trying to keep a huge mess off of his to-do list, but either way he was being smart.

Last Christmas I also never made the tree look cute, although I spent way more time than ever before lying on the couch looking at it. Titus accidentally jumped into the tree, dragging the garlands into a major droop that no one ever fixed. At some point, I think when it was time to take the tree down – that would make more sense than anything else – the tree spent  an entire day and a half lying on the living room floor. We kept it lit to keep our spirits up. I took a picture – because even blinded by the reek of the presence of food in our house, I could see it was funny. Bless yourself with that picture that I have shared it with you. Drink it in.

But the real reason that I have brought this up is that I have been reflecting a lot on what Christmas is supposed to be like. I have celebrated Christmas as a little girl who got rubber bands and bungee cords in her stocking (huge thrill), which turned out to have been more a result of my parents having no money that year and Dad picking some stuff up at the hardware store. I have celebrated Christmas at the homes of Grandparents who have since gone to be with the Lord, and there are strong memories and love of the funny moments with those sweet people. I have celebrated Christmas as a single girl, whose best-friend siblings were all married and busy with their own families. I have celebrated Christmas as a new wife and as a brand new mother. I have celebrated Christmas as a morning- sick mother of five wild-card-fun-time children, who danced around the tree flat on its side. And this year I hope to celebrate Christmas as a more put together (dare I hope?) mother of six.

And while each of us has celebrated Christmas through the years in a number of different situations, it is the very difference that is so powerful. Some of us are celebrating this Christmas while grieving. Some of us are celebrating in the face of loss, in the face of fear, in the face of sorrow. Some of us are celebrating this Christmas with new believers in our families, with repaired relationships. Some of us are celebrating this Christmas alone, looking forward to a time when there are people who want us, need us, and depend on us. Some of us are celebrating this Christmas tired, worn out from the hardest year we’ve ever had. Some of us are celebrating Christmas in awe at the number of blessings that have been poured out on us this year.

But this is the beauty of Christmas. Christmas did not just come to the world once, in Bethlehem. When Jesus came into this world, into that manger, He came for all time. He came came for us this year. When we are celebrating Christmas, we are acknowledging that here, now, we have a Savior. We are celebrating the presence of our Savior in the situation we are currently in. We are celebrating that our Savior did not just come to people once. He came to us all, now.

So I look fondly at that mess of a Christmas last year, and while I would like to throw away all the ornaments and start over, I rejoice. Last year, we had a Savior. This year, we have a Savior. Forever, we have a Savior.

So look around you this year. Remind yourself that your Savior came to you here, and He came to you now. Grab all the stuff you can, and throw a party. And if you don’t have any money this year, grab the old newspapers and make some decorations. And if you have money this year, act like it. This is Good News, people, not old news. This year, like all the years before us, and all the years ahead, we have a Savior. And that is the best reason to party that I ever heard of.

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Comments:

  1. Tracy

    November 30, 2012 at 12:53 pm

    A very nice reminder that even if the house isn’t decorated “right”, the presents have yet to be bought or made and the attitudes have yet to be adjusted, there is always a reason to celebrate. There is a reason for joy to fill our hearts even though chaos may be filling our homes:) Thanks for the post!

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  2. Lisa Tucker

    November 30, 2012 at 1:26 pm

    Very well put. I loved this post…and I did not do well on my tree last year either. My husband decided we would cut one down from the woods and all we have is flimsy little cedar trees…we drag it in, i put colored lights on it and half didn’t work…and when we went to bed..we heard chirping….yes….crickets in the tree!!

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  3. Rachel

    December 1, 2012 at 2:17 pm

    Our house isn’t decorated for Christmas yet either, and I really haven’t thought about it much yet. My husband and I have cut a cedar tree every year, since they are free and grow plentifully here. Sometimes they have the added bonus of being covered with the beautiful blue cedar berries and I just love the smell of cedar! Growing up, we only had cereal for breakfast as a treat. Christmas morning our stockings would have little boxes of cereal for breakfast!

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  4. Kristy Lynn

    December 3, 2012 at 2:04 pm

    i’m not gonna fanny-pants it here so i’ll just say it: i am not a christian. that being said, i appreciate this post. a lot. i like that you have reminded us about what christmas is really about: despite all our differences and how and when and with whom we’re celebrating, we all can feel gracious, grateful and loved this time of year. we just need to slow down and appreciate the moments.

    well said, my friend.

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