Doing the math

I have been watching people begin to stress and fret, as the holiday season is coming into full swing. It’s the usual soundtrack of, “What will I get (so and so) for Christmas?” Or the question of, “How will we be able to see all the family in three days?” Or even, “How will we pay for it all?”

It seems silly to stress, but when the goal is to have that perfect-Pin-Insta-Face- Christmas the stress is real. I know December 25th has become a lot more than just a simple day people gather with friends and family for a meal and gift exchange. Now it is cookie exchanges, gift exchanges, white elephant parties, Christmas pageants, concerts, and the like. It can feel like a good idea to run away and live like the Grinch, alone with your dog.

Before I decide to evacuate and run for the hills, I choose to breathe.

I do not have to do all the thing that people want or think I should this holiday season. In fact, I can actually pray about it. Asking God where He wants me to step up and where He would encourage me to step away. I realized early in life that all the parties in the world do not matter if what I have to offer is not my best. If I am running on fumes then I know I did not listen when I was prompted to slow down.

When we remember Who is in change and who is not in charge, we will find that we can subtract the busyness and replace it with silence, with peace, even with a nap. My house is still not put together after all the renovations and restoration we have done. I don’t own a fake tree and we haven’t had any kind of tree since Christmas 2013. I decided that it is okay. I put a wreath on our door and that’s all I am doing for decorations this year.

The simple math is that my only focus is to do a few traditions that matter the most to me and my family. The rest has been subtracted. Next year, after we’ve moved the furniture around again, the boxes have finally been unpacked, then I will think about getting a tree.

Until then, Best Beloved, I will be focusing on the One who hung on a tree for me – and for you.

Blessings to you and yours,

oxoxoxo

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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