The (Almost) No-Good, Very Bad Day
Ugh. That’s pretty much what I have to say about this past Wednesday. Really, this whole past week, maybe. But especially Wednesday. How will this tie in with my “Gratitude Posts”? Keep reading, friend.
So, I have a love-hate relationship with my Christmas tree. When it’s all dressed up, I LOVE IT. It gives me all the heart feels. Unfortunately, to get it dressed requires (because of my own OCD) DAYS of work. First lugging it up from the basement (no fresh tree for me—I have a black thumb), then spreading out all the branches, then stringing lights, then finally followed by the hanging of ornaments.
Yes, I know there exist pre-lit trees, and mine used to be one until, sadly, all the lights started dying. So now, I string lights myself, and I’m super particular about it (did I mention OCD?). The strands have to be wrapped around each branch, all the way to the inside. Thus the ugh. Cuz this year, on Wednesday, as a matter of fact, something might have gone very wrong. 🤦🏻♀️ (See Exhibit A) Go ahead, you can laugh. It won’t hurt my feelings.
Can you understand the frustration? How am I supposed to get into the Christmas spirit if my tree IS A DISASTER??!! All the Grinchy-ness and bah-humbugs came flying out. But then, I-spied-with-my-little-eyes this Nativity scene. And all of a sudden my No-Good, Very-Bad Day seemed a little brighter (pun intended!!). Remembering the why for this season in a very visual way helped me put my perspective back in order.
The Creator of the Universe (and us!) loved His creation so much that He came in the form of an innocent, helpless, babe so that He could redeem us—at no cost to us—when we were without hope. Against the backdrop of my imperfect tree, in my imperfect home, with my imperfect heart, He reminded me of why He came, and what I celebrate—so that I might know again what is important, and what is not.
I am so grateful for the needed reminder to keep at the forefront what really matters during this crazy, busy season. It’s not the outward trappings and decorations. It’s not the perfect present or card.
It’s the celebration of my Lord and Savior sacrificing His life for my unworthy one. It’s gratitude for my family being healthy and whole. And for precious time spent together with them. (I mean, aren’t they the cutest?! And on a throne!) It’s for time to rest, relax, and reflect (see what I did there?!) on the blessings of home and comfort that surround me. Then, if I have time, I might just get around to fixing the tree.