Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Bare Bones

via pinterest via frufly-a beautiful blog that I can't read a word of!

Ugh, friends.  I am under the weather (again) as seems to be fairly typical this time of year.  Sunday night was bad.  From 10-3 I rotated between coughing and throwing up (with several tests of bladder control while coughing thrown in for good measure, and since I'm pregnant and have already had 3 kids, I lost).  I woke up at 7 and begged the husband to stay home so he could help with the off-to-school rush, but he was already late and had a busy day ahead (busy enough that he didn't get home until 3:30 this morning).  I rescheduled piano lessons and cleared my schedule and we did the bare minimum to survive.

Around 1 I realized I really needed to use the meat in the fridge, so I threw together a beef stew knowing that it could simmer all afternoon and I'd be thrilled that I didn't have to make dinner later.  I called my in-laws and they picked up Addie from school while Sam watched a show and Charlie and I napped.  Well, I napped for an hour, I'm pretty sure the muffin never really fell asleep.  After that I was counting the minutes until bedtime, but somehow we managed to have a really nice family night.  The kids and I spent some time watching a few of these gorgeous videos depicting the birth of the Savior.  We listened to one of my favorite Christmas songs (In the Bleak Midwinter sung by Mindy Gledhill, lyrics from the poem by Christina Rosetti) and I asked them to pay attention to the last verse.

What can I give Him
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what can I give Him
Give my heart.  

Then we sat by the Christmas tree and talked about gifts.  Why do we give gifts at Christmas?  What are the most important gifts we can give?  What are the best gifts we've received?  Is it more important to give gifts or to think about what we want to get?  How do we give our hearts? Their answers were sweet and humbling as they already seemed to know that Christ gave us the best gift when He came to earth and eventually gave His life for us.  We had already discussed something we want to give to Him as a family, but they talked about individual gifts they hope to give to Jesus this year.  I was grateful for such a sweet time together with my little chicks.  It was a bare bones day.  Everyone was fed physically and spiritually, and that was about all that happened.  But it was enough.  Small efforts were blessed and magnified, and it was enough.  Sometimes less is more.  


Hope you're finding time to enjoy the beauty and wonder of this season.  Check out the amazing series at Someone in Mind on Finding Christ in Christmas.  It's been fantastic!  

1 comment:

Curls said...

Hugs! Sounds like you're having a rough time, I always feel under the weather during the winter too, and then you add Christmas on top and December is just not my most favourite month ever.