I am a girl who LOVES Christmas: decorating, baking, gift giving, oh! and the music. It is a special time of the year for me. This year when it came time to decorate, we were wrapping up a kitchen and bathroom remodel that was painfully behind schedule. Workers would still be coming into our house to finish up after Thanksgiving. Construction and Christmas decorations do not mix. I was continually fretting over finding a time to decorate. One night I woke up and just accepted the fact that I was not going to be able to decorate for Christmas this year.
Once I accepted that reality, it was unbelievably freeing. A huge burden was lifted. It is now Christmas, I have three poinsettias that were given to me, a candle and a small wreath that were all gifts as well. That is the extent of our decorations. And guess what? As much as I love Christmas decorations, not having them has not changed one thing about the Christmas season. We’ve had family over, exchanged gifts, played Christmas music, but most importantly we have celebrated Jesus and God’s love for us.
Several Decembers ago, we had neighbors move in across the street who were from Denmark. As I was visiting with her and welcoming them to the neighborhood, she commented, “Everyone here wears Christmas. At home, we had Christmas in our hearts.” I think about that comment every year as I put up all of my trees and plan out my Christmas outfits for the month of December. Do I celebrate Christmas internally or externally?
God’s love and the gift of Jesus is incredible and life changing. I can experience His love and the peace it brings without one single Christmas decoration or Christmas sweater. His gift of forgiveness and unconditional love is here for us no matter what. I hope you will accept this gift and understand it was specifically given with you in mind.
1 John 4:9-10, “God showed how much he loved us by sending his one and only Son into the world so that we might have eternal life through him. This is real love—not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as a sacrifice to take away our sins.
By the way, I am looking forward to decorating next year. It will be extra special.


I’m embarrassed to tell this story, but this weekend I made a cooking mistake you would expect a 12 year old to make, but not someone who has been putting food on the table for MANY years. I was making macaroni and cheese with my mind on a million other tasks. Right before I put the last cheese in, I thought the pasta had a different smell to it and immediately realized what I had done. I used sweetened condensed milk instead of evaporated milk. I had no idea how this was going to turn out, but went on as planned. We dubbed it dessert mac and cheese. While the concoction was edible, it was really rich and a few bites went a long ways.
Isn’t it amazing how sometimes you can be in the right place at the right time? There is a new restaurant not far from our house. As you are standing in line waiting to order, they go down the line passing out shake samples. When they run out of samples, the next person in line gets a cow bell. If you ring the cowbell as you are ordering, you get a free order of fries. Twice, I got the last shake sample and Scott got the cowbell. He rang it with full gusto to get his free fries. We were in the right place at the right time.