One Christmas I proudly mailed out our family Christmas card, only to realize after the fact that 4-year-old Jared’s hand was placed comfortably (yet firmly) on his crotch, center stage.
Then there was the time Grandma and I were happily preparing a feast, wine in hand, when she looked out the window at our neighbor’s Christmas lights, and exclaimed “Look at the donkeys!” To which I responded, “Perhaps they are reindeer. But I could be wrong. Maybe Santa uses donkeys.” We still giggle at our inebriated discussion!
And I’ll never forget the Christmas I briskly drove our SUV to the tree lot, fuming that I was doing this chore all by my lonesome. And in this state of angry self-justification, I subsequently plowed this same SUV into our garage, forgetting the small fact there was a tree tied to its roof. I can still hear the violent crunching sound.
Another year Alex and I brought home a complete Christmas village, with snow, miniature people, benches, trees, and intricate buildings lit up from within. “We have to be very careful,” we said. “They are so fragile”. Upon the word “fragile” we turned at the exact same time and crashed the village churches into each other, teeny windows, roofs and doorways falling on the living room rug. They were indeed fragile.
And finally there was that Christmas night we went to the movies, a certain-family member having selected the film. Imagine sitting next to your daughter’s boyfriend, age 25, and watching the first (close-up) scene from The Wolf of Wall Street – it is not A Wonderful Life. That certain-family member still gets teased about this selection.
Do you have some messy Christmas memories?
Well, take heart that the very first Christmas was also messy. A teenage mom. Stinky barnyard animals. Straw. Refugee status awaiting. An evil ruler.
So don’t let a ruined tree, an embarrassing card, drunk cooks, or an awkward movie experience get in the way of marveling at the miracle of Christmas.
God coming down. Messy and marvelous.
Today’s Takeaway –
-Read Joy’s reflection. My Favorite Christmas Memory (still) Relish the messiness!
-And don’t forget to marvel!
Enjoy the ride!
xox Barclay and Joy