How was Jesus’ birth received? With a bright star in the sky, heavenly hosts singing, gifts from wise men, and visits from shepherds. There was celebration at the birth of Jesus, not at the appearance of the accommodations in which he was born.
Arriving home this week after traveling, I have had a hard time trying to get everything back in order. I rode in an airplane instead of a donkey, slept between nice, cotton sheets rather than hay, was even upgraded on the way back, and I am certainly not pregnant. Still, it requires constant vigilance to remind myself that Christmas is not about where and how but whom.
However, somehow, the important parts, at least to me, are providing a foundation for joy. Toward that end, I have accomplished a few things this week – attending several family and celebratory dinners, watching our children’s French Holiday program and spending the afternoon with family. These have reminded me what this season is all about.
The pine roping I bought two weeks ago is still curled up in my carport, and I have yet to find my mailbox decorations. My vision of perfection is rapidly turning into a hallucination. But I am going to focus on who, rather than what or where, at least until Robert decides to build the Star Wars sets.
Christmas Joy – Doing the best we have with what we’ve got, with those we love.
Now that is Christmas Joy, even with 2,734 Lego pieces or maybe 2,735 if the lightsaber turns up.