Isn’t it crazy to think we’re over half-way through January? How is time flying by so quickly?
I seriously can’t believe Christmas was nearly one month ago…With two under two, we decided before baby sister was even born that we would hunker down and “staycation.” We also wanted to spend Christmas morning in our new house just the four of us. Our December looked a little something like this…
It was restful, it was happily chaotic, and it was oh. so. wonderful.
I don’t know about you, but two weeks ago, as we were forced to re-enter the world of weekdays, routines, and schedules, I felt a sadness that I couldn’t shake.
This happens every year when the holiday season ends. From Thanksgiving to New Year’s Day, there’s so much excitement, anticipation, togetherness, and let’s not forget the food! And then, just like that, it’s all over.
In early December, we unpack each ornament, light, and nutcracker with such a joy for what’s to come as we celebrate the Christmas season, only to glumly box them all up a few short weeks later.
This January, however, I’ve had an unexpected surprise…
This was the first Christmas that Bear was able to semi-comprehend, and I’m telling you, this boy “Christmas-ed” like a champ!
Every day, we ran to the mailbox to check to see if he had any new Christmas cards and he lined them up on the table to name all the faces he could; at night when we lit our Advent wreath we ALWAYS had to sing Happy Birthday to Jesus; his favorite toy became his nativity set; at bedtime he would pray for Mary and Joseph; and this boy has yet to meet a Christmas Carol he doesn’t love!
The thing is, in our corner of the world that seems to have Valentine’s Day decorations up before Christmas Eve has even begun, Bear has no idea that Christmas has come and gone.
So we are still “Christmas-ing” our little hearts out over here…
Last week, he BEGGED me to let him wear his “Baby Jesus outfit” to school (it’s a precious romper with a smocked nativity scene); “Angels We Have Heard on High” or as Bear calls it, “The Glory Song” has been on repeat throughout the day; and though our Advent wreath has withered, we’re still singing Happy Birthday to Jesus…
This year, I have loved being able to see Christmas through the eyes of an almost-two-year-old. Such wonder and joy!
So, why do we have to pack up Christmas the minute the New Year begins?
The joy, hope, and promise that we celebrate in December is ours throughout the year and this year, I want to embrace that!
Throughout the year, Jesus is…
A thrill of hope for the weary to rejoice in.
Our Wonderful Counselor, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
Emmanuel, God with us.
A great Light for those of us walking in darkness.
Just because we have to pack up the ornaments to get the tree on the street in time, doesn’t mean we have to put away the hope and promise of Jesus. He is truly the gift that we will never tire of!
Want to join us? We’ll be the ones wearing our Christmas Jammies and “Baby Jesus outfit” singing “The Glory Song” all year long: