I'm getting anxious. The season is slowly arriving. The season of decorating, of planning, of decorating, of cooking, of buying gifts, of decorating. Don't get me wrong... I love, I mean ABSOLUTELY LOVE, this season. I wish they were already playing Christmas music on the radio!
The Sunday after Thanksgiving is when the "festivities" begin. And I can't wait. Especially this year as my house is on the Christmas Home Tour. (My husband is not very excited as all he sees are $$$ flowing out of our house to get it "ready". But how could I say no!?!?) Really, all I need to buy is my yearly Nutcracker to add to our collection. OK, who am I fooling?
But back to my "anxiousness". The reason I am anxious is that I am afraid. Afraid that I will get so caught up in the decorating, hostessing, cooking, and planning that I will not be still and ready. Not still and ready for the party guests, or the ladies who will want to examine every detail and decoration, or even Christmas Day itself.
I want to be still and ready for HIS arrival.
I want to be still and ready for our truly BLESSED GUEST.
I want to be still and ready for for birth of our SAVIOR.
That is my prayer for myself, and my prayer for all of us.