We had the best lesson at church on Sunday.
It was about enjoying all the quiet moments...
well...making time for those quiet moments, even if they're in the middle of complete chaos.
I love when it closes in on Christmas how the air seems to thicken as the Spirit start to seep in.
...if you let it. And I'll admit, I've had a hard time this year.
All the superfluous stuff has to take a back seat.
My Mom & Dad are here. My brother and his wife are here. We have been drinking hot wassail and sitting by the fire. We've been listening to Christmas music all day, knocked a bunch of stuff of the Christmas list, and we decorated gingerbread houses last night for FHE.Yep, Christmas is coming. And boy oh boy I think all that bah humbug stuff is done and we're soaking it all in. Sure, it's to the tune of Lu fussing about how she wants another drink and the kids are still teasing each other and I still have a bunch of stuff on my list.
But, I'm trying to slow down a little, and let those snippets of quiet moments change my wound up ball of worry and stress.
And gradually time has started to sort of slow down, and something a little more magical has started filling the air.That thick Christmas spirit in the air is pretty powerful.
It's covering all that stress with a blanket of what all this hustle and bustle is all about anyway...that Christ was born. I'm so thankful for that.