Two weeks til Christmas

Sewing-After bundling everyone out the door with my husband to go to Christmas program practice, I sit in an unusually quiet house.   I’m not even sure I want music, the quiet feels so welcome.  The Christmas tree gleams.  The fire flickers. Snow falls outside.  If I direct my eyes toward the Christmas decor and away from the cluttered floor and the dishes on the kitchen counter,  I can glimpse serenity. Almost.

I’ve felt frustrated lately, chasing serenity.  This week I shopped like crazy.  I think I’m about done.  I’ve wrapped.  I’m mostly done with that too. In the back of my mind, I’ve felt that once the gifts are stowed, I can feel more peaceful.

Also in an effort to slow life, and make it more holiday-ish, we did crafts this week.  Next week I am planning a week of home ec, aka cookie baking, which should be fun. But will that be peaceful?  Serene?  Probably not.

Activity does not equate peace.  In fact, even good activities are often the opposite of it.  Peace is such an elusive thing.  Quiet around here seems to last no more than 3 minutes at a time, and then someone cries or yells or asks me to do something or spills something.

In this morning’s quiet, as soon as I get a few words to you complete, I am planning to work on a craft project.  Sounds peaceful, right?  But I can tell already I’m going to have to fight off the to-do’s.  Resist the call of the dishes.  Ignore the mess in the living room.  I want to do something about them, because in my head it feels like if the house was clean, my heart would be more serene.   But really, by scurrying to fix things, I’ll just be busier.  Less peaceful.

Time enough to let the children clean their own messes when they return home.  For now I will turn on my Christmas music.   I will stoke the fire.  I’ll pull out my crafts and think of the loved ones for whom I am making them.  And I will thank God for that baby in the manger who came long ago to give us the only real peace that ever existed– that CAN ever exist– in this weary, busy world.

{ 7 Comments }

  1. I like your last line – the only real peace comes with the Baby, when we lean on HIm! Thank you for a moment of calm and your thoughts of peace. I hope your afternoon is quiet and enjoyable 🙂

  2. i’m doing the same thing right now (with a little break to check some blogs). hubby and kids are gone for a few hours, and i’m getting things done and just absorbing the quiet. it’s like the quiet stokes my fire so i can keep warming others.

  3. “Cluttered floor” and “dishes on the counter” are practically our state of being around here! I do so love it when it can be clean, it is so peaceful. But I agree – the act of getting it there is anything but! The ultimate Catch 22! Thanks for the reminder that I am not the only one waging that battle!
    Blessings!
    Amy

  4. thanks for this post, I am really struggling with this too right now. Everything seems so hectic and chaotic and stressful and non-Christmassy! I am going to try and start fresh tomorrow and try and find the peace and serenity of the season in the next 2 weeks. I hope you can find it too.

  5. Thanks for sharing your thoughts! It’s a constant battle, isn’t it ( :

  6. so well said…

  7. Couldn’t have said it better myself! I find my little world so much more peaceful when the house is tidy. Rarely happens, though, with 7 kiddos 12 and under. Ah well…I keep reminding myself that they are growing up so fast and I’ll miss it all and then the clutter is a good reminder of the 7 blessings that we have to enjoy now.
    Hugs to you and a Merry Christmas!