So, here I am, caught in the insanity of "getting ready for Christmas." I do this every year. Yup. Don't know why, really, except that all this getting ready-ness is just what I do.
I *think* we'll have the Christmas cards off tomorrow. And the packages, too. Then it's time to get the Zoo Crew ready with baking, more decorating and prepping for our houseguests (my mom & dad!).
And yet, in the midst of the hustle and bustle and shopping and carding and mailing and wrapping...I can't help but think that it's my HEART that needs to get ready for Christmas. To get ready for the coming Christ, whose birth we celebrate each year. To prepare for the awesomeness of God made man, a gift generously given that I might one day see His face in Heaven. WOW.
Without Christmas, there could be no Easter...and without Easter, well...the unimaginable, a life without a resurrected Savior. Or worse. An eternity outside His presence.
None of this is new, (or even original) thought, but sometimes, just sometimes, I lose the wonder of it in the shuffle and then, when it comes rushing back to me, His utter care for me takes my breath away. What about you?
Kinda makes the whole mall-crawl seem more than a wee bit short-sighted. Maybe next year a homemade holiday...
