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| Christmas at Galilee |
Earlier this afternoon,
Christmas cookies, made from scratch, were in and out of the oven and
generously sampled. Wonderful aroma
continues to permeate the house. They
look lovely and grandson judged them ‘the best’. Daughter says that’s all that counts. I agree.
I'll make more.
A fresh evergreen tree vies
for attention in our living room.
That’s right, it’s not decorated. The family’s lifetime collection
of lights, bulbs and ornaments are staged, ready to be positioned; may be done
before everyone is snug in their beds tonight.
(Commitment – will be done
before I’m tucked in tonight!) Hey, I
remember a Christmas Eve many years ago when my son and I bought and decorated the tree that night.
Outside, a Christmas wreath
adorns our front door and back door, too.
White and colorful lights have been festively draped on shrubbery. Not as many as we’ve done in earlier years
but perhaps we’re not finished.
Gifts aren’t wrapped. I know where they are and where the wrapping,
ribbons, tags, tape and scissors can be found.
Confession, I’m very nervous about the challenge – but such is my
tradition. It will get done before
Christmas morning.
And so will grocery shopping,
vacuuming, and dusting.
Christmas is fast approaching and I’m feeling more
stressed than Merry.
Yet, it never fails. Year after year, Christmas Day, celebrating the
birth of the Baby, Jesus Christ, The Light of the World, is the most joy-filled
holiday of my year.
Happy Holidays to You and Yours.
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