The excitement and anticipation of Christmas is a fading memory and the house is quiet. For some people their house has been quiet for a long time. For others the thought of no noise and commotion brings a smile of contentment and a wish for this to happen.
This very special season always seems to be filled with hurry. There are presents to be bought, gifts to be wrapped and so many things to do. Social calendars are filled with appointments, events and parties to attend. The closer Christmas day is the more frenetic the pace and we rush, rush to accomplish a seemingly impossible to do list.
At last Christmas Day arrives and we settle into the traditions and things that make this day special to us. Tables laden with goodies, brightly colored wrapping paper is found crumpled into piles. Well for most homes that is, but there are some that neatly fold the paper, save the bows or Christmas bags for another time. Must confess, this is not me.
All too soon the day is ended and there settles a blessed quietness. I love the quiet but I do admit I miss the noise and chaos of little kids, extended family and all the things associated with Christmas. During this time memories flood into my mind of the hectic and then I am glad for the quiet.
For many the quiet brings sadness. Christmas is so lonely for them as they remember Christmas’ past and loved ones that are no longer present.
In the quietness I find myself listening to the still voice of my savior, the one that loves me so. Jesus the one the season is about brings assurance that I am so loved and not forgotten. In the solitude of my surroundings there I count my blessings and give thanks. There is no interruption to intrude on my quiet. A peace comes and wraps me in a blanket of serenity where I find comfort.
There are no deadlines for me to accomplish. No frantic rush to decorate and make things perfect. No pressure to cook huge meals with every favorite dish that each child or family member must have at Christmas dinner. Sometimes it is just grandpa and me (grandma) sitting across the table or at TV trays watching television. This year my son came and brought our grand dog. Even with him here things were quiet. All adults, no kids – just quiet.
This season whether you were surrounded with all the chaos Christmas and the holidays bring, or you were alone in the quiet I hope you found time to experience God’s presence and the wonder that God gave to you the greatest gift of all.