In five days, ready or not, it will be Christmas!
Tomorrow, I have to bake Cinnamon Cranberry bread
and also some yeast rolls for a family get-together,
and there are some Christmas cards that I still need to get in the mail.
Not too many years ago, a few days before Christmas
we had a huge snowstorm that virtually shut down our city for days.
It was rather liberating.
Roads were closed, schools shut down, and many businesses were shut down as well.
The hustle and bustle ceased city-wide.
I remember my Hubs and me pulling our grandkids around our neighborhood on sleds.
All the neighbors were out and about shoveling their walks or playing in the snow.
Everyone was smiling, greeting one another, relaxed.
We were all forced to let go of all the running around and errands,
to let go of what we couldn't get done,
and to embrace what we'd been given,
a rare white Christmas.
Everytime I start to feel "angsty" or tense with the list of things I think still need to be done before Christmas,
I remember that year.
Christmas will still come,
even if some of my friends and family get our Christmas card late,
or even not at all.
Christ the Savior was born, and we will still celebrate His birth,
with or without Cinnamon Cranberry Bread.
So, I pause, take a deep breath, and let God's peace rule my mind and heart.
Christmas is coming!