I struggle with the commercialism of Jesus' birth. It has become so ingrained in our society that Christmas means shopping, eating, and office parties.
On one hand, I want to make December 25th all about my God, and his Son who came here to save me. On the other hand, I love the looks on my kids faces when they open that shiny, wrapped package and find something they've "ALWAYS wanted!!" It doesn't help that I am married to a man who grew up with an overloaded tree.
Not only do I have to worry about what to buy, when to buy it, and where to hide it, I also have to worry about what food we will eat, who is going to make this food, and when we are going to eat it. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE to cook and bake, and I will continue the traditions that my Mom passed on to me. But sometimes it is just overwhelming.
It's even more overwhelming with the end of my semester coming up. And registration for next semester starts in about a week. Shopping, gifts, food, and now homework.
Did I write this report well enough? Is this picture worthy of an "A"? Did I turn everything in? What am I taking next semester? When will the advisors be in? What was my grade on this test? Sometimes I want to beat my head against a wall.
These are all fears and worries at the back of my mind. Especially since I would really like to keep those magic numbers next to my name (4.0).
Regardless, I need to concentrate on what this season is about. Jesus is the reason for the season, and all those cliches. So, I need to get over myself, set out my Nativity scene, and enjoy the Christmas season.