It’s what you make of it

Let’s face it, we’re heading into a couple of weeks that can be challenging for most of us; we’re getting into crunch time. At my house, we have a thrill-packed week for sure: I’m double-booked tomorrow night, we have out of town guests Thursday through Sunday, with more family coming for a holiday wing-ding on Saturday plus all the normal things, and oh yes, I need to get ready for Sunday sometime.

There’s shopping that needs to get done, cards to send, houses to clean, social obligations, family obligations, church obligations, work obligations… It can very easily get out of hand and the holidays can end up being more of a curse than a blessing.

So which is it going to be for you− a time of warmth, love and a time of wonder and blessing and closeness to God… or a time of obligation, work and stress that might be better to skip altogether? For me, it’s usually a little bit of both, depending on when you ask. To be fair, the Christmas Season is what we make it− blessing or stress choices we make.

I’ve decided that for me, this Christmas is going to be a blessing. If I get everything done just right: great. If I don’t well… that’s great too. I might not be able to make every event, and I might have to drop something from my to do list at some point, but so what?  In the final analysis none of that is really what’s important, is it? What really matters, what we will remember about this year, is time spent with family and loved ones and the time we spent with our Lord, not all of the running around and stress we might subject ourselves to, and that’s why I’m choosing to chill out and only take on what I can comfortably and reasonably do well.

What kind of Christmas Season will you choose?

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About Don Merritt

A long time teacher and writer, Don hopes to share his varied life's experiences in a different way with a Christian perspective.
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9 Responses to It’s what you make of it

  1. daylerogers says:

    Love your attitude! We choose! And if we don’t, the crazy chooses us. Thanks, Don.

  2. paulfg says:

    “To be fair, the Christmas Season is what we make it− blessing or stress choices we make.”

    Aye!

  3. I had to learn the hard way, and was cursed, or was I blessed, when one Christmas dinner I was hosting, I responded to a rude guest with rudeness. I thought, ‘What’s the matter with me? This is Christmas after all!” Finally, I realized that I had taken on too much, had too little help, and that Christmas wasn’t meant to be a panicked hysteria prepping for guests! By the time company had arrived, I was worn out doing everything by myself. I then took off a few years of hosting Christmas dinner (for more than my immediate family). This year my menu is simple: one I can prepare ahead, and the kids are older and everyone is vastly more helpful. This year, rather than an obligation it is something I’m looking forward to. I had to learn that the time of life makes a difference.

  4. pipermac5 says:

    If I could, I would go into hibernation for the next three weeks, and wake up after the first of the year. This has NOT been a “good” year, and things aren’t stacking-up for a very “merry” Christmas either. Too many losses this year, and no family to celebrate with.

    Blessings,
    Steve

  5. I managed to chill the past 2 weeks and it felt so great. Today I started assuming what everyone else was thinking, and got me into an emotional tangle. Love your post, I will chill from now on. No more stress, getting annoyed, and no more pettiness. Have a Merry Xmas.

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