Merry Christmas Week! 🎁🎄
Clan Campbell is definitely operating on the “Twelve Days of Christmas” scenario this year: Christmas is creeping softly and quietly into our homes and hearts, instead of landing with a splash of decorating splendor all in one day. Frankly, the idea of advance prep and making the season begin with Christmas Day and skip along through the next couple of weeks in acts of mercy and little kindnesses is charmingly appealing to me just now.
Although I am having a little bit of “keeping up with the Jones – itis” with my low-key decorations and celebrations, it has a purpose. I am doing what I can to keep my stress level at a minimum, balanced with duties of love and mercy in my family and beyond.
To that end, our Sunday dinner table looked a little different today.
Our dear university students have all returned to their homes , and so we had a large family of long acquaintance over for intimate conversation we have not had for months or years, including many of our children (their seven, our four) come back from the far reaches of the South.
We also had the grandmother of the family who is the lovely matriarch of our church, and a business friend of one of my sons. Even with two of mine missing, it was comforting knowing that they were close by, in our same state, rather than states and oceans away.
The spiced apples made the house smell great, and we had fun trying each other’s dishes, catching up on family news, and watching the interweaving of all the personalities at the table: conversation topics included Egypt, Vikings, Christmas decorations, small business, philosophy and the manifestation of God in our lives
We worked our way through turkey, corn casserole, spiced apples, creamy cheese grits, a gorgeous salad, and yes, even sliced canned cranberry jelly and pickled beets! Don’t ask.
Now, as the food is put up, the tables cleared, first set of dishes hand washed or in the dishwasher, I could be busying myself about something.
However, I am curled up in my desk chair, listening to the crackle of the fire, and scraps of the remaining conversations in various cozy corners, drinking kombucha as penance for that second helping of corn casserole and listening to ClassicFM in the minutes before we return to church for our evening service.
“Still, still, still.”
“Be still and know that I am God.”
“In quietness and trust is your strength.”
Do you have a stay-sane strategy for the Christmas season? Love to hear it!
With kindest regards,