I sometimes get productive and buy a few things ahead of time. Never, do I cook before the last days, (hey, I’m not that together), and I try to ignore the commercial aspect of the holidays until the time comes, when it’s apparent, I have no choice. Yes, I'm one of those people that will be out on December twenty-fourth buying gifts.
A quick look at the calendar has me concluding that I can no longer deny the time is approaching. Like a wind storm, the flurry sends a gust, creating a hustle of activity in my domain.
My husband got off of work yesterday and doesn’t return until the second of January. He will utter an announcement that he has repeated for years, “I’m not going back to work until next year.” Thank goodness, he is a hunter and uses most of that time to sit in the woods and search for deer.
Only women understand the countless things that are added to our plates when the spouse is around. I love my hubby, but like all men, sometimes he tends to throw a monkey wrench into an already pack day.
Enough complaining about time, I do enjoy that one special fact about Christmas. It’s the season that gives us a chance to celebrate the birth of our savior. Technically, December Twenty-fifth isn’t the day that Jesus was born. The bible points to happenings during that time that couldn’t have taken place in Bethlehem in December, but we still choose to sing the praises to Jesus on this day, and that’s fine by me. Any given opportunity to enjoy what the Lord has done for us is a good thing and shouldn’t be ignored.
Merry Christmas to All
Keep Christ in Christmas