Our Christmases have become busier and busier since we were married almost three years ago. Gaining more family means gaining more traditions and dinners and holiday events, and by the time Darrin and I arrived home after our Christmas Eve and Christmas Day extravaganzas, we flopped our tired bodies onto our bed and were asleep within thirty minutes. Busy Christmases are exhausting Christmases, but we drove home last night talking and laughing and smiling at each event that made our busy Christmas a memorable Christmas: fresh breakfast donuts, pistachios in our stockings, cooked chicken wrapped in bacon, giggling sisters, honey almond butter, a Christmas poem, surprise gifts, The Game of Things, warm slippers, homemade eggnog, the best stuffing in town, late night movies… We had a busy Christmas, but as Darrin so wonderfully said during the drive home last night, a busy Christmas is a Christmas filled with people worth being busy for. And we wouldn’t dare trade our time spent with them.
So, I hope that your Christmas was just as exhausting and memorable and brimming exceedingly with hope.
Luke 2:10: And the angel said to them, “Fear not, for behold, I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all people.”