Well here we are, December 24… the day before Christmas… or as some call it illogically “Christmas Eve Day”. (I can’t figure out how it could be “Eve” and “Day” at the same rime, but I digress…)
When I was a little kid, I always wanted to keep very busy on the 24th of December. I thought that if I was very busy the time would pass quickly… and to be perfectly honest, I couldn’t wait for old Santa Claus to visit, and then to find out what he left under the tree.
As a young man, the 24th was hectic. I had to keep the kids away from the goodies under the tree, secretly put toys together, make sure we hadn’t forgotten anything… and hope that everything came out all right. The eager anticipation of trying to be busy had turned into the haste and anxiety of actually being busy.
Now that the kids are grown, they have those Christmas problems and I can just relax; much better.
I sure hope that in the last-minute rush and crunch people don’t lose sight of what Christmas is supposed to be about; the arrival of a babe who would change everything, and who would set us free from death itself.
Please try to take a minute today to reflect on that. Doing so always helped me to be a little more grounded on this day… that is if I remembered to do it.
May God richly bless you and yours this Christmas!