December’s days felt like the sands of an hourglass; unstoppable, fast, pushing one to the next. There were moments of wonder waiting for the Christ child. Small snippets of peace that reigned in the midst of traditions, concerts, baking, the to do lists. But if were really being honest here sometimes the ideals and planning that we mama’s do for these days of Christmas can leave us with an hourglass full of too many busy, depleting days and we reign in the new year feeling a little fragile to bear up under January’s expectations.

Don’t get me wrong I love Christmas. The turning to remember the God of the universe actually coming to be “God with us” in the still moments, when I could ponder the sheer amazingness of that reality and the true essence of the season; it’s this humbling truth that made sense of those full days.

Unfortunately I think I came to the end of December realizing there were too many days right full and not enough days of being still and just knowing in my marrow that He is God.

And now the hourglass is supposed to be flipped and the sands of time race against one another to live out our New Year’s resolutions. I’m thinking my hour glass needs to rest on its side to allow time to stand still and my mind to be clear to receive what this new year will be, could be. Not of my own making but through God’s making and through the Spirits moving.

The magazine at the check out, it promises many things to help me get a handle on my new year.

 “A year of organized living, Life skills, strategies, and advice to make every day easier.”

 The pressure begins. It begs the question that I must not be organized enough. That we all need to get more of a handle on our lives, our days. It’s enticing. The allure of making everyday easier…  [Read more...]