Our household has been CRAZY this whole month.
We started in Pigeon Forge for Christmas in the Smokies, a wonderful event…a stressful journey.
Then ‘we’ published the magazine, which has had a record 15,000 downloads this month (thank you!)
Then there was the frivolous fun of Disney World. See?
Then the other members of Hinson Revival joined Rod to fill our house with music. Oh, and then we had to hang with some rock stars over the weekend.
Then we started the countdown of this week, and I reminded myself over and over again to keep it simple, to breathe, to remember why.
And still today I find myself in a bit of a snit, thinking about what did not get done, what could have been done better. (Not to mention that I have not watched Miracle on 34th Street once, nor finished White Christmas OR It’s a Wonderful Life. Feels like a travesty).
Rod is getting the kids ready for bed. I’m going to kiss them good night, put on one of those movies, wrap a few last gifts, start some food prep for tomorrow.
But right now, for 2 minutes, I am going to meditate on all this hoopla.
It started very simply. And at least part of it should remain that way, or why do we bother?
Sweet little Jesus Boy — They made you be born in a manger.
Sweet little Holy Child — Didn’t know who you was.
Didn’t know you’d come to save us, Lord; To take our sins away.
Our eyes was blind, we couldn’t see, We didn’t know who you was.
Long time ago, you was born,
Born in a manger low, Sweet little Jesus Boy.
The world treat you mean, Lord, Treat me mean too,
But that’s how things is down here —We don’t know who you is.
You done told us how, we is a tryin’!
Master, you done show’d us how, even when you was dyin’.
Just seem like we can’t do right, Look how we treated you.
But please, sir, forgive us, Lord — We didn’t know ’twas you. (Robert MacGimsey)
And so tonight I pray: Forgive me, Jesus… and thank You for always knowing my heart, even when my outer actions are befuddled and counterproductive and sometimes for naught. Thank you for coming to us. We need You more than ever.