Twas the night before Christmas, and all was still…
Well unless you’re a parent or just generally unprepared for how quick the 25th of December has made its arrival! We’ve spent today AWAY from the shops (thank heavens, my local centre parking lot was looking chocca) and taking time to just chill out. I popped into see my best friend whose husband was chopping up butternut into neat blocks, and enquired about the bags of pre-cut veg in the fresh section and his reply – with stained orange fingers – that all the shops were out.
It’s that time of the year when everything gets crazily hectic and then everyone crashes for a few days until those keen enough to pull together something for New Years make some noise, and then it’s all downhill until everyone goes back to work.
And so here we sit on the 24th of December: presents are wrapped and under the tree, the last load of laundry is done for the week, our new tenants are happily IN, my meal contributions for tomorrow’s swim-eat-celebrate-family-day are ready and my baby is happily fast asleep in his cot (for the time being).
The little moments of quiet amid all the hubbub of the last few weeks has been good for the soul, and good to reflect on all that has gone past this year. And there certainly has been a great deal. It’s also a time when I am able to see through all the tinsel and wrappings to where God’s nativity shines as the real reason for Christmas, and I am so thankful and grateful to have survived another year only by His grace.
We’re now off to church to enjoy the Kids Christmas Service which should be good fun and meaningful.
I wish you all a happy Christmas, and to all, a good night x