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Oh Come, Oh Come Emmanuel

Tumult.  Of late, there’s been a noticeable amount of it. Swirling near me. There’s angst and change at work, not for me directly, but close enough that I can feel it. There’s also lines-in-the-sand being drawn between oldest boy and the ex and little ones in the middle. Ugh.

Those are the thoughts that stir me awake at 2:00 a.m.

You know what I mean … that heart-pounding holy-cow-what-was-that and then you realize that was the sound of your brain – and heart – on overdrive.

What is it about the Christmas season that brings so much anxiety to the surface? Is it the expectations? The schedule?  What?

Yesterday I found myself in a 40+ line of women-grabbing-one-last-thing-on-their-lunch-hour-it’s fine, I’m fine!!   About 20 people deep I looked at what I held in my hand and laughed. Laughed out loud.  Set it aside and walked out.  Out. Out the door.  I laughed harder in my car. Laughed like a lunatic with one tiny moment of sanity and drove away, far far away from the madness that can be … this time of year.

I’m out.

Christmas is coming. 2 weeks tonight.  And I’m out … out of all of that.

Instead, I’m turning my focus back to what Dad reinforced for me one winter’s night in a stable far, far away.

Everything else?  Not even a close 2nd.

 

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For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace. ~ Isaiah 9:6

 

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16 thoughts on “Oh Come, Oh Come Emmanuel

  1. Sorry to hear about all the turmoil. I’m in a rather similar place, both with work and my oldest boy. Thankfully his situation doesn’t involve children. I’m just praying he gets to keep the dog.

    I haven’t become to wrapped up in all the craziness. I’m tempted to say “yet,” but I’m just not feeling all that worried about it. I’ll get things done, and nothing has to be over the top. I’m just happy I’ll have the whole family around on Christmas.

    • Oh no, not Dakota!

      I just read your post about Mark’s Dad and Hospice and you’re so right — it has a way to put things in perspective.

      MJ

  2. It’s so sad that, for many, the focus on Christmas is no longer on its origin. and I’m sorry for problems for your son, MJ. Reminds me of the saying: “A mother is only as happy as her unhappiest child”.
    I’m hoping things settle down, and that you and yours will have a calm, peaceful Christmas.

    • Thank you; it’s become an annual fight between the two and I’m quite sick of it, actually. There are points to be made and then, in my opinion, there are stances that are not necessary. The wide-eyes should be filled with wonder not uncertainty.

      Thank you for your kind wishes – a calm, peaceful Christmas is just what I’m hoping for, too 🙂 MJ

  3. Oh, and that’s one of my favorite old Christmas hymns!

  4. Holding on to what really matters and leaving the other stuff for those who haven’t yet received the memo. Way to go MJ.

    • Remembering that Christmas night out in the barn makes me miss him all over again – he was such a good guy! Thank you for your kind words, MJ

  5. It’s my first without my mother, so I haven’t been in the spirit either. And my son is getting married Saturday…yes in two days. So much to do, so little time, and not a single gift underneath the tree. Oh well…as you say…what truly matters cannot be wrapped in fancy paper.

    • You will always miss her but those “firsts” are just so raw. I remember well.

      I hope you can roll in the joy on Saturday ~ a Christmas wedding – oh how pretty that will be 🙂 MJ

  6. I have no idea what that must feel like to watch one of your grandchildren (not to mention your eldest son) going through that sort of thing…I would guess a mix of anger, powerlessness, and worry. Work Angst sucks. Even if you are not directly affected, being around stressed out people can suck the life out of me. I would be doing exactly what you are doing MJ…praying, writing out MY thoughts and not bottling all of that inside. Thank you for trusting us your regular readers enough to see the real deal…and your dad’s wisdom is right on. DM

    • You said it – anger, powerlessness and worry. There’s nothing I can do but offer reasonable guidance and be a safe and comforting harbor whenever it is that we do get to see them next. There are some points that need to be made but a lot of what’s happening is not necessary, in my opinion. So we’ll see. Thank you for your kind words of support, I knew I could count on you to do so, DM! Re-reading my post about that one Christmas night with Dad makes me miss him all over again ~ MJ

  7. My husband’s daughter filed for divorce in the fall. They live on the other side of the country but their holidays have fallen apart and everything is different for the two granddaughters. Time gets divided. Nothing we can do here but wait it out and hope that it settles as time goes on. Daughter says everything is amicable but complains about everything he does, even the nice things. Super sigh! Hope you find some joy.

  8. Hope things settle down around you, MJ. Especially for the little ones.

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