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Angie

1 year ago

in The Mother of all Blogs on The Mother of all Blogs

I share your disheartened feelings of Christmas. For my self, I have developed angst over Christmas and see it as the act of giving that provides temporary pseudo relief to a lack of genuine interest.


A few years ago, I stopped decorating for Christmas. In fact, the first year I did that, I think you came to visit me in San Diego. I had resigned to the thought that Christmas is for children. I agree, that the reason we celebrate Christmas is lost amid ‘SALE’ signs and the lights and gift ideas that beg of us to not look at what Christmas is really about.


CHRISTmas (Christ-more) – this year – has asked me to look within myself first. How do I love myself? Do I love myself the way He loves me? Do I love and appreciate what He has provided for me at this very moment? Then, I look outside of myself and ask, ‘do I love them [my family and friends] the way that they [truly and in some cases uncomfortably] love me? Do I fully understand and appreciate all that they contribute to my life in the best way they know how? Do I value [myself] for what I give back to them? Do I need to try harder? Do I have reason to celebrate?


I DO. I have reason to celebrate because God has moved my heart to ask these questions. He has given me a peace recently. And in turn, I need to adjust my attitude to celebrate His birthday. If Christmas [for my spirit by His design] is not about gifts, but about prayer, conversation, a grateful person in the room, too much wine and a silent prayer before I embark in family madness, then yes, it is worth celebrating. If we truly see ‘beyond’ the material gifts of this season, let us celebrate the gift of what He has given us by participating whole heartedly in the beautiful people [though a little ‘off’ at times, ha!] that he has surrounded us with. I need to begin His work in me.


Gifts are for the kids. Love, wine and laughs are for the adults. And if other adults can’t get there….well, we’ll pray that some day they do. Until then, let’s pray, be grateful and share the wine. Pluck-the-dumb-stuff. Our time here is short.

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