On December first I made a commitment to enjoy this Christmas season. To focus on the positive and pay attention to the beauty around me during this month. To remember that Christmas isn't about gifts or expectations but about loving. However, sometimes the world makes it very hard to stay positive and the last few days have been a little harder than most.
When Bob's company announced upcoming lay-offs...
We prayed and then decorated the tree.
The tree is beautiful and I only had a teeny tiny melt-down when I used the pruner to trim the very top in order for the spire to fit... and accidentally cut the light wire in two.
When our oldest son's girlfriend called hysterical because they had been fighting... and when he screamed that he wasn't going to talk to his mother about anything because she doesn't care anyway and hasn't for years... and when he called back later and apologised but said he needs money... and when he called one more time to say he and the girlfriend were going to work things out but can they come over tonight and get money...
I prayed and cooked a nacho fiesta. Then we watched some really bad Christmas Cartoons.
And then when they didn't show up or call for the rest of the weekend...
I prayed some more and photographed a very exciting chess tournament.
Which ended with a wrestling match between Green Mrs. Claus and Red Santa... and two very giggly girls.
When worry about the future tried to shake me I grabbed a fluffy puppy... and prayed again.
And when I felt like I had reached my limit and just couldn't find anything positive and didn't want to pray anymore...
A huge group of complete strangers knocked on my door, sang me a song, handed me a plate of cookies, and invited me to visit their church.
Which I guess should remind me that God is listening... and unpredictable.
(I was too shocked to photograph the carolers and the cookies went really fast!)