Christmas is suppose to be a time of peace and pondering, a time of togetherness, a time of kneeling in quiet before the cradle of a King. It is suppose to be a time of joy and wonder; a time of memories and merry-making.
And while it usually is all that for the kids (and, dare I say, husband) of a home, for Mom, the FESTIVE of the season is often coupled with FRENZY.
The inevitable list of extra TO DOs and additional scheduling demands have a way of draining every ounce of our time, energy, and attention...leaving very little to devote to God With Us.
But, it doesn't have to be this way.