Thursday, December 6, 2012
After a long, frankly pretty stressful couple of days, all I wanted to do was go home, put on pajamas, cuddle with my kiddo, and eat the leftover birthday cake hidden in the back of the freezer. So I sent my mom a text message that said, “What r ur thoughts on church?” Hoping she’d say, “up to u” or “Jett is a little cranky.” Instead the message said, “Meet you there at 4:30.”
And praise God it did. I didn’t need the pajamas or the cake (although I ate it later anyways.) I needed to hear and see the joy of the season. I needed to experience His light, through His children. And boy does light radiate out of kindergartners, first and second-graders. Loud, proud, joyful praise in song and message about letting the Light of Christ shine in the darkness. Letting the world know who the Light is. It was a beautiful first advent service of the season and I am so thankful that I went.
As I sat with my baby on my lap, I couldn’t help but think that he’s not too many years away from standing on those risers, and yet how strange it is to remember so vividly what it felt like to be up there. The new black tights, the stiff shiny shoes, the beautiful (but itchy) Christmas dress. Excitement and a little nervousness, but pure joy at the chance to get to sing praises and celebrate the birth of the Savior.
I’ve thought a lot this season about traditions. I’ve wrestled with the Elf on a Shelf (not literally, I think that’d be against the main point of the book, not to mention strange) and all the new cool Pinterest-y stuff. What are the traditions we want to start in our house? What are the traditions that we’ve always had in my family? What traditions did Kevin have in his? What are the things I love to do year after year, but never realized that they were actually traditions.
We’ve decorated the tree for the first time since Jett was born, and put out the nativity early this year. I have a new wreath on the front door, and I’ve been listening to Christmas music since Thanksgiving. I ordered Christmas cards on time and the first batch were sent this morning. I feel very joyful about the season, and I'm incredibly excited to share the meaning and the traditions with my little guy.
A couple of weeks ago God laid on my heart to sing in church during the Christmas season. It’s been since before Jett was born that I’ve sang beyond just the pew (while searching for binky and scooping Cheerios off the floor.) It’s time to restart one of my most cherished Christmas traditions, singing in church. It’s time to be like those little children and let my light shine so that others can see and know the Good News!
Over the next few weeks I’ll be sharing some more of my favorite traditions!