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Need a Little Christmas




Every year I struggle a bit with the guilt/anxiety of if I am doing the Christmas experience right.  Am I savoring the holiday?  Am I relishing in the traditions?  Am I making sure I watch the right movies?  Everything has to be just right, just Christmasy.  It's not supposed to be 70 degrees.  Christmas is supposed to be cold.  Supposed to be white.  If it's not.  I feel nervous.  What if this warm weather keeps things from being christmasy?  I have to have my tree up the Sunday after Thanksgiving.  I have to suck every last sappy drop out of the tree.  Listen to the right Christmas songs.  Make the right cookies with the same simple icing because that's how we've always done it.  We've got to shop shop shop.  Wear the ugly sweater.  Send out the postcards.  Go to the concert.  Drink the egg nog.  And more egg nog. And maybe a little bit more for good measure.  Every year I feel I have to ram all these things into 25 days as insurance that I won't miss Christmas.

I was in high school when the Jim Carey Grinch movie came out in theaters.  A Faith Hill song from the movie, "Where are you Christmas," secretly brought me to tears every night in my room.  I was missing Christmas.  I had lost it.  "Where are you Christmas?  Why can't I find you?  Why have you gone away?  Where is the laughter you used to bring me?  Why can't I hear music play?"

When I start feeling that christmasy goodness slipping through my finger tips, my instinct is to pack in the cracks tight with more.  More wrapping paper.  More candy canes.  A new tradition here.  A new ornament there.  There.  That - should - work.  That should fill those cracks.  Nothing should slip.  Christmas isn't going anywhere.  Nope.  Not gonna loose it this year.  

But then.  

You realize. 

You've done it again.  Where are you Christmas?  This isn't right.  I woke up this morning to frost on the grass and windows.  My kitchen smells like clove & cinnamon.  My presents are wrapped.  Bing Crosby is on the stereo.  I've got on new wooly mittens.  And yet.  No Christmas.  

We can't make Christmas.  We like to think it can be easily manufactured.  Cue Dr. Suess -- "Perhaps Christmas doesn't come from a store -- perhaps Christmas means a little bit more."  And every year I know that.  I outwardly speak against the commercialism of Christmas, but in my heart I cling to all the garland and trimmings as a supplement for Christmas sentiment.  I need it in order to feel a certain depth to the story of Jesus.  As if the miracle of God's love would not stand without a cup of hot cocoa on the side.  

But those words, need & feel.  Christmas was not purposed by God for sentiment.  We don't celebrate it each year for the feelings.  It's not about feeling.  But it is about need.  I need a Savior.  And a Savior came.  He came "without ribbons... came without tags.  It came without packages, boxes, or bags."  A Savior, my savior, He came.  And he will come again.  It doesn't have to be white and there's no need for a partridge in a pear tree.


This if far to often my tune:  
Haul out the holly; Put up the tree before my spirit falls again. Fill up the stocking...For we need a little Christmas Right this very minute...Put up the brightest string of lights I've ever seen. Slice up the fruitcake; It's time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough. For I've grown a little leaner, Grown a little colder, Grown a little sadder, Grown a little older.

But instead
Let me sing
All Praise and Glory
To my King.


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i originally published this post this time last year, but I needed the reminder so thought I would re-share. 
*picture of  tree was found via this pin & quote was added. i do not claim photo credit.

7 comments...:

  1. So this really speaks to me because every year the conservatory where I taught did When the Grinch Stole Christmas. We did so many shows and so many rehearsals and just when you thought "Let the season be OVER!" that song would come on and all of a sudden Christmas was the best thing ever. Sometimes in the stress I just forgot that it was meant for us to be happy.

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  2. oh my goodness. you are preaching it.

    i am so overwhelmed with just everything right now. i dont have a tree up or any gifts purchased. i'm not listening to christmas music or dont have any lights up and my ig feed is full of christmas cheer and i'm just not feeling it.

    but today as i was praying for my day, begging for God to get me through, I thought this was it-- this is what it's about-- a God that came down so I can have the assurance that He walks with me-- even when I don't feel Christmas and I don't have a tree.

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  3. absolutely incredible. I don't have the right words to express how bad I needed to read this today! God bless you girl!

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  4. Thank you for writing this. I have been praying lately to rest in knowing that my joy this Christmas shouldn't have anything to do with gifts, or money , or decorations. It is about my need for my Savior and my God. Jesus. That is all. Thank you.

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  5. Oh my goodness, I can't tell you how much I love this! :)

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  6. Thank you so much for sharing this!I loved it then, and I love it now.

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  7. Yo are so right! We *do* try SO hard to manufacture Christmas-y feelings...and it's not about that. Which I know...but I forget so easily. Thanks for sharing!

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