It's finally here. The house has been decorated, the presents bought and wrapped (and probably already opened by the time you read this), the cookies have been made, and the Christmas feast has been prepared.
Carols have been sung and thanks and praise given to the One whose birthday we celebrate.
Now, just a gentle reminder from my heart to yours: don't be so quick to pack everything up tomorrow, or even this weekend. You've worked hard to get to this point; don't shut down the party so quickly!
|five golden rings . . .|
I'm hoping you're not joining the hoards returning things at the mall this weekend, or out shopping and spending your gift cards quite yet. That you're not carting the tree out to the curb and cleaning up strands of tinsel, and wiping away every vestige of this holy day.
Relax and enjoy the afterglow.
The original 12 days of Christmas referred to the time between Christmas Day and January 6, or Epiphany, the day on the church calendar when the wise men from the east's arrival is remembered. Some traditions, like the song, give gifts every day, for all 12 days.
At least take 12 days to enjoy Christmas cookies, drink tea, maybe read the new Christmas book.
We're oftentimes so quick to get on to the Next. Big. Thing. In this case, I guess it is January sales and Valentine's Day.
My Victoria magazine came the other day, and I saw something pink and maybe Valentine-y on the front, and I quickly stuffed it under a pile of books. Plenty of time to enjoy that later, in January, on a dull, cloudy winter's day when I need some cheer and inspiration.
Right now, I have plenty.
And isn't that always true?
Right now we have everything we need.
We don't need anything newer or better or shinier than. just. this.