motherhood, politics, faith & whatnot

I am trying so hard to be organized and stay on top of all the things that have to be done during the holiday season, but I can already feel that buzzing in my head, that whirring that is so hard to slow down once it gets going. All those cards to write, presents to select, baked goods to make. The myriad of tiny decisions that must be made. Which cookies to make? Who gets cookies? Neighbors? Or just cards for neighbors? What about close mommy friends? Little gifts? No, maybe just cards. Bible study friends? It would be nice to get them a little something, but I should probably figure out what I’m getting my mother-in-law first, since I definitely have to get her something. And my brother. And the nephews. And my dad, he’s always so hard to buy for. Should we have church friends over for a little party? What about a get-together for the playgroup?

And then there’s the whole Santa thing. Yes, it’s a “thing” in my mind, but that’s a whole new post.

I do love this time of year. I have loved having a Christmas tree since I was a little girl. I love the twinkling lights and pulling out the box of ornaments. I love getting Christmas cards and hearing updates on the lives of faraway friends. I love reaching out to those who are special in our lives and wishing them happiness for the New Year. I love Christmas carols. And finally, I love the sense of quiet wonder that underlies the season. Culminating perhaps in a candlelit Christmas Eve service where all electric lights are extinguished and candlelight is passed from person to person in the darkness as we remember that night long ago when a little baby came into the world. And that is what it’s all about, isn’t it?

But it’s time to put this whirring brain to sleep for a few hours. Besides, we need to take care of Thanksgiving first!