The Letter I wanted to write.

Oh, how I love getting Christmas mail! In a state of thunder I wrote this letter yesterday. Shamefully yet needless to say I am ever so human…..What if we all sent Christmas letters that were this authentic? Mmmmm.....

BAHUMBUG Blessings to you! Oh yes, yes we are delighted and thrilled for the Christmas season. Everything is so simple and pure about the Christ child coming to earth so that we might live anew in HIM. The Christmas story is miraculous, it never gets old and seeing it through the eyes of our two year old has moved us to tears. In fact, after one misbehaving encounter today he says, “Mommy, I sorry. Me want Jesus to be happy now.” Through glistening eyes I said, “Me too buddy, me too.” However, this holiday hubbub is NOT so simple and pure. Let me tell you what today has been like. Oh let’s see…..my darling boys ages 2 ½ and 1 year have absolutely driven me to a state of near insanity! I am fuming at them for disobeying, hitting, kicking each other, squeezing lotion all over the carpet, fighting, making many a mess, playing loudly, inhibiting me from accomplishing even the smallest of tasks, eating and laughing. “Oh sweetie, but that is what little boys do” you say? Alright, truth be told this is a typical day here on the ranch. And typically I am perfectly sane, or maybe better stated, able to function and most generally I levitate between tender moments, playful wrestling matches, storybooks, make-believe and a fall-on-my-face-praise-God-I-have-this-marvelous-opportunity mentality. But today dear friends and family I really want to break, smash or destroy something, not someone. “Oh, but why?” Here’s why: groceries need gotten, meals need planned, Christmas décor needs to be dug out and fall décor needs to be put away, dirt needs to be vacuumed, lotion stains removed from carpet, laundry to fold, gifts to be bought, elderly to visit, family to please and contend with, holiday baking to be done, Christmas cards to be mailed but not before I get the stupid Excel spreadsheet to merge for mailing labels, husband to love, cherish and let know how marvelous he is, plus nurture , love, and rear two little boys and oh, did I mention seeking to honor and thank God in all I do? Gulp!

Whew, I feel much better now. Off I go with a new found ‘happy heart’ to count my numerous blessings and give thanks for the opportunity to celebrate the birth of my Savior!