Bah Humbug. Scrooge. No Christmas spirit.
That was me last weekend at the thought of dragging the boxes of decorations out and getting the house ready. I knew that the holiday would be yet another different holiday due to COVID and the restrictions. Perhaps I was feeling sorry for myself or I was mad that we’re moving into a year of living with this illness. Whatever the reason, I did decorate. Apparently I was not alone in this feeling as an acquaintance from high school shared on Facebook, they hadn’t decorated yet either (they did decorate earlier than me though).
As the week progressed, I found myself coming around to the idea of decorating. Maybe it is the Christmas movies I’ve been watching and finding myself laughing. I also talked to two of my friends. One had decorated and the other was struggling to get there like me. I felt a little better knowing it wasn’t just me.
Today, I decorated. Everything is up but the tree and I am going to need help with that so it will wait until I have another pair of hands. We have had a live tree every year we’ve been married except one year and that was due to my father having a stroke in November. This year we will have a fake tree courtesy of Balsam Hill (I am tired of watering daily and still having half the tree on the floor). I didn’t get it with the lights on as I do enjoy stringing the lights myself because of the color options available and they change every year.
I also reminded myself the reason for the season.
Luke 1:31-32
“…You will be with child and give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus. He will be great and will be called the Son of the Most High…”
My shopping has been done for a month, but not my wrapping. I’ll talk about that next week.
It’s looking a lot like Christmas.
