It’s (“Supposed to be”) the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

We just made Christmas cookies that looked like sprinkled blobs and then threw a dozen burnt ones in the trash. I barked at my daughter for eating the flour. 3/4 of our Christmas tree lights went out last week and it’s likely to stay that way until the tree gets dragged to the street with a needle or two still intact. The Christmas season sometimes just ain’t what it’s cracked up be.

I read an article recently that discussed why our culture is so ate up with the Hallmark movie genre. Believe me, I’ve become one of the first suckers to the DVR to record The Mistletoe Promise or Christmas Bride. It’s because we love the happy ending and the cozy world it allows us to visit. The real world can be harsh and scary, so the escape is lovely at times. I see nothing wrong with it, but I hate to think about the rat race that we can enter that has us desperately trying to recreate that image in our own reality.

In the midst of our “joyous” cookie time tonight, I was proud of myself for recognizing that I wasn’t feeling sad and disappointed like I have so many other times when it wasn’t Hallmark quality. I was rolling with it and just didn’t give a hoot that I’d added too much butter to the dough and that my kids were pouring sprinkles down the hatch straight from the jar! It felt great! Maybe that new anti-depressant of mine is kicking in or maybe, just maybe, I’m just getting to be more aware of how imperfect life really is and that it’s really OK.

Hear this, dear reader, everyone really does have something that stinks in their life. Looks are incredibly deceiving. Just last week I learned about something really lousy about someone that I truly thought had it all together. I would have NEVER guessed they had such struggles, but it ended up allowing me to further respect them and empathize with their pain.

Christmas can be complete and utter joy with twinkle lights, beautifully iced cookies, and the most amazing gifts under the tree. It can also be emptiness, grief and stress; maybe even a bit of both. I write tonight to encourage you to remember that. You never know what someone is feeling, despite the beautiful family photo they post on social media. Look for the little bits of joy and soak up that full feeling you get when it’s beautiful. But also be ok when it falls below your expectations. Heck, the movie It’s a Wonderful Life hits the nail on the head with this lesson! It can be a wonderful life, heartache and all. We have to look for the good.

Merry Christmas!

4 thoughts on “It’s (“Supposed to be”) the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

  1. Sherri December 21, 2017 / 11:53 am

    Beautifully written! My world has certainly been turned on its heels this past year. I’m learning to roll with my new “normal”. (shattered ornaments, burnt cookies and all) While my life may not resemble a Hallmark movie, it’s certainly on track to become a heavenly blockbuster! May God be exalted in and through all situations, both the good and the bad.

    One of my former pastors just posted the following quote on Social Media. “Sometimes when you are in a dark place, you think you have been buried, but actually you’ve been planted.” Christine Caine

    Love to you and yours, Emily! Keep writing. I love reading your posts.

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  2. Martha December 21, 2017 / 4:50 pm

    Oh, Emily! Great thoughts! How true we can hide in the “feel good” in order to escape reality! But how wonderful our God is to offer us His best.

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  3. Alison December 21, 2017 / 5:56 pm

    Beautiful Emily. I read this somewhere: “What a person allows to occupy his mind will sooner or later determine his speech and actions”. I love ❤️ how you have filled your time with making wonderful memories for your children. It’s good to hear you so happy 😉
    Merry Christmas 🎄 #DontSweatTheSmallStuff 💞

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