Making a list and checking it…..at least a dozen times. There is the Christmas shopping for gifts, menu plans and grocery lists for family dinners, a list of favorite foods that are important to my people, another list for people who I’d like to just give a little something- a friend, the mail lady, a teacher. There are dates added to the calendar, errands to run, calls to make.
I check the lists and check the budget. I plan the shopping and the cooking and the family gathering plans, and through all of it I hear the message in the back of my mind, the whisper from God. Remember me. Remember what the season is about. Remember the gift of my Son. I look at all of my lists and doing and wonder again if I am slowing down enough to remember.
In my quiet time it is easy to remember, but in the hustle and bustle of the day it feels harder.
But then I remember….
God gave me this life. This place. This family. This moment. He knows exactly what is on my plate- the challenges I face, the way I feel pulled in many directions, the way I desire a meaningful Christmas season but struggle to feel like what I am doing is enough. All of this is known to God. Most importantly, God sees my heart.
So, I can relax. There isn’t a test at the end. There is no one grading me on Christmas day to see if I did “enough”. In these days leading to Christmas, I can choose to keep listening to the whisper from God.
In the hustle and bustle of serving others, loving my family and keeping the lists straight, I can do all things through Him. And in the quiet moments I am completely undone and overwhelmed by the gift of His Son.