This is not the Christmas Eve I planned …
How many times in life does everything turn out exactly the way you planned? Not that often. Christmas included, no matter how much you plan.
Maybe all your gifts are bought and wrapped. Maybe they’re even paid for and you’re not worried about credit card bills next month. Maybe all the food is prepped and just needs to be popped into the oven tomorrow. The house is clean for when the family arrives. The snow tires are on the car and the gas tank is full for your trip to grandma’s. The last cookie is frosted and the fudge is cut into perfect one-inch squares and packaged in holiday boxes.
Nothing can go wrong. Or can it? Turns out your sister is allergic to that wool sweater. And your nephew just tossed his Christmas cookies on the dining room floor. The ham needs twenty more minutes, but the green bean casserole can’t stand another second in the oven or it will turn to goo.
Christmas can be like life: messy and unpredictable. That’s okay. The first Christmas was, too. And look how great that turned out.
Come join us Christmas Eve at 6 PM to take a couple of deep breaths. To stop and pray. To celebrate the birth of the newborn King. Our Christmas Eve celebration might not be perfect. But pausing for an hour before the craziness of Christmas Day will make it very nearly so.