Christmas Eve Peace

There is something so sweet, so simple, and so quiet about Christmas Eve night. Once the church services have ended, new jammies have been opened and the family settles down for their “long winter nap”, there is a quiet that seems to stretch so far and wide and it’s as if the whole world settles down into a quiet space. It’s unlike any other night I have ever experienced. The stores are closed, no more opportunities to find the “perfect gift”, school programs and Christmas letters have all come to a close, and no more rushing around with baking or wrapping presents. It is the calm before the morning storm of opening up presents and playing with new toys. It is a moment right there in the midst of everything that hushes even the most hurried heart. It is the Christmas Eve peace.

Now rewind to today, 6 days and counting and I am feeling anything but peace. It was just one of those days. You know, the kind that makes you want to rock in a corner and eat all of the chocolate chips you have set aside for your holiday baking.

In an attempt to fulfill my dream of making my life a musical, I decided it would be more fun to tell you about my day in a song. Set to the tune of I Wish You A Merry Christmas.

I woke up to find our 2 bikes stolen

and even the ba-by seat is gone

oh what was I e-ven think-ing

when I didn’t put them in the garage.

 Next it was time to g-o to Cooper’s class party

and the tea-cher said to bring the ba-by

got to- the front office and they wouldn’t let us in

how sad he will be.

Got a text from insi-de the classroom

Said si-blings are al-ready in here

So I marched back into the of-fice

And still, got, denied.

Cried my wh-ole way out to my car

Thought, wow, how can this get a-ny worse

Be careful wh-at you wish for

As it’s only 11o’cock.

 

Baby refu-ses to sleep

Work calls are going unanswered

My house is a—di-saster

Why can’t I get a break

Time to distract the crying baby

She wants my k-eys to play with

At this point I am desperate

And she can have whatever she wants

It’s not until I try to take big sister

To d-ance to disco-ver

That those keys have come-- up missing

Oh boy- What is next?

Luckily the dance stu-dio

Is not far fr-om our hou-se

Enjoyed a n-ice walk in the

Beautiful weather instead.

 Had a large dose of cho-colate popcorn

Thank you Bec-ca f-or the hook up

Got a second wind and de-ci-ded

To look for the keys

Little did we kno-w that--

Keys can hide so well- in my home

Check the gar-bage even the toi-let

Finally heard the jingle in daddy’s dirty clothes.

 

 Warmed up the old left-over pizza

Then prayed for this day to be over

Lord please forgive my colorful language

And my poor attitude!

 When it’s set to a song, it really doesn’t sound as bad. I desperately need a Christmas Eve peace….right here…right now. In the midst of the madness. Quiet my spirit and help me refocus on you Lord!  

For now though, I sit and nurse a crying baby…maybe she would like some keys to distract her. Come on Christmas Eve peace, I am ready for your warm roasting!

Kelly

xoxo