Joy Joy Joy
Wrapping presents is a pleasantly mindless task. I might think about matching sides, or making sure the lines of the paper are straight (if they can be) (Have you ever wrapped a pentagon shaped present?), but in general, I just cut, fold, tape, tape, tape.
Tonight I finished my mother-in-law's present and turned it over right-side-up, and it jumped out at me:
"JoyJoyJoy"
As I looked at that gold paper, I realized that there have been many moments over the last month, and the last few days in particular, that I let something other than Christmas - real, true Christmas - rule in my heart. I tend to want to lay the blame elsewhere (we're traveling and that makes it hard; he/she doesn't listen/understand), but the truth is I am quite responsible for a great deal of the angst I have felt recently.
Angst and joy are not the same thing.
I told my sister-in-law Wendy that maybe this year I will have learned my lesson regarding some of these things. We'll see. (Is this a New Year's Resolution in the making?)
Elizabeth tells Mary that the baby in her own womb leaped for joy at the sound of Mary's greeting. Mary "glorifies the Lord and [her] spirit rejoices in God [her] Savior." The angels bring the shepherds "good news that will cause great joy for all the people." Jesus' coming was a joyous occasion 2000 years ago.
May it be a joyous occasion now. Peace and joy to you.
Reader Comments (2)
Merry Christmas to you and yours, Christina! :D
Would you believe who found me on FB two days ago? Nieves! WOW! And didja know Sergio is somewhat famous in Spain now? hahaha Just google his name, sit back, and giggle a bit.
I wish you peace and joy Christina. Merry Christmas!