Luke 2: 15
So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger.
This has been an atypical Christmas.
I had no caroling to busy and tire myself. However, I also didn't get to hear a Christmas message and was busy fighting fire and personal frustrations given the chaotic time attempting to settle the children program of Christmas day. It's amazing how the church can have members who have spent so many years in church but are still so ugly in behaviour that they are just plain rude and a pain to have. I simply couldn't believe that I spent the entire time of the Christmas service forcing myself to smile, be nicer to the kids and not lash out at the adults who came my way to infuriate me.
Honestly, for a moment, I almost lost it and I was teetering on the brink of screaming to chase all the idiots who rushing into the room to sit down and eat, before the kids could leave and the room be cleaned up. The only thing that stopped me from ruining my own Christmas was the fact that I told myself it was a special day, too special for me to sabotage myself.
I spent a large part of Christmas having dinner with my friend who flew down for a holiday with her kids. Enjoyable as it was to catch up with other friends amidst a simple quiet dinner, it struck me that somehow I would have loved to have the chance to enjoy a still Christmas in a manger.
Settling all the chaos in church literally ruined my Christmas. Getting lost in constant activities and doing lotsa stuff is purely secular. All I wanted, in reality, was a moment to cherish the fact that my saviour came to seek and save.
M.
