Sunday / December 18 / 2011
Are YOU ready for Christmas?
Tis the season to be asked over and over, “Are you ready for Christmas!?” It’s a seasonal question we pull out every year. Part of our comfortable, don’t-get-to-deep language; like asking, “How are you?” after you’ve said hello.
For the past several years, I’ve adopted a new outlook. When people ask, “Are you ready for Christmas!?” (in an increasingly panicked tone, emphasis on the word ‘you’), I respond, “yes!”
What does ‘ready’ really mean? For me, it’s not about baking, shopping, or decorating (although I love all three… made-from-scratch gingerbread houses topping the list, for certain).
It’s about the sense of wonder in the air. The expectant look in a child’s eyes. The shared memory-making family moments. The beautiful mystery of the birth of our Savior.
Further, it’s about smells, sights, and sounds. Living in upstate New York, there’s a crispness in the air you can smell. Not to mention the aromatic delights of evergreen, gingerbread, and hot cider.
I love Christmas! I get giddy!!
Christmas is about my son Grant coming home for the holidays. It’s about waking up on Christmas morning whenever 16-month-old Brody determines it’s time for us all to get up, and smiling because I’m surrounded by my whole family. It’s about sharing sentiments while partaking in the tradition of opłatek.
My family has a beautiful, Polish Christmas Eve tradition that includes oplatek – and homemade pierogies. I made dozens of them last year and they were amazing! But following my spirit of “you can’t do everything!”, they may be Mrs. T’s frozen (delicious!) pierogies this year.
We’ll attend the candlelight Christmas Eve service at Christ Church, with Skip leading the music team. In true Von Trapp Family style, Grant, Brittany, and I will all participate in the music with him. Giddy!
Christmas Eve will conclude with the traditional reading of, “The Night Before Christmas”. Every year growing up, my Dad would read this story – me, my big brother Mark, and my little sister Debbie (and often our pets) – all curled up in his lap!
I don’t think Brittany and Grant can fit on Skip’s lap, but they’ll be on either side as Brody takes his turn curled up in Papa’s lap to hear the traditional tale.
Do I have all my shopping, baking, and decorating done? Nope. But those aren’t the things any of us will remember this time next year.
I’m “ready” because I’ve embraced the season. I’m “ready” because I choose to relish the moments leading up to Christmas. Join me. Don’t get lost in the hustle-bustle craziness, only to find come December 26th, you never really had a Christmas.
Are you ready for Christmas?