‘Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse …
Except, if your house is anything like mine, there’s a whole lot of stirring happening. For one thing, I always leave my wrapping until the last minute. Always. For another, there’s a whole lot of to-ing and fro-ing, as we drive to see this set of relatives and that set of relatives. And finally, we have two young children. The excitement level is simply too high around here for there not to be stirring. This evening I will likely say (at least once but probably more) Santa can’t come if you don’t go to sleep.
Of course, I wouldn’t have it any other way. Christmas with children is magical, even if it is a bit hectic.
And yet, every year, in the middle of the to-ing and the fro-ing, the wrapping and unwrapping, the baking and the eating and the driving, that moment comes. That moment when I can feel it – peace on earth and goodwill to men. It’s small, and if I blink I could easily miss it. But if I grab hold of it, and let it fill me, it’s there. Christmas. And, like the Grinch discovered, it doesn’t come from a store.
This Christmas I wish you that moment. That moment when you feel the love and the peace and the joy. And if you do feel it, my wish for you is that it will be enough to sustain you through the not-so-peaceful moments that fill the holiday season. Because, even if Christmas can be a little bit too much in every way, it can also be just exactly what you need. At least, it is for me.