The “lost week” between Thanksgiving and Christmas has got me completely out of sorts. It is two weeks until Christmas as I write this, and I’m still putting up Christmas decorations. The crunch is on once again for us in the Ferguson house.
December is busy in the Crossroads. Every single weeknight and weekend day, there seems to be something going on – so much that you have to choose between one event and another. This past weekend, there were parades in Vaiden, Carrollton/North Carrollton, and Kilmichael, Donuts with Santa in Carrollton, the Kilmichael Square Lighting, Christmas Cantatas, and more.
Monday night, Winona Christian School held their Elementary Christmas Program, and I got to see my son, Dean, dance and sing to “O What a Glorious Night,” “Away in a Manger,” and “The Twelve Days of Christmas.” It was a fantastic program that used lights for effect and black lights to highlight interpretive dances.
Tuesday night, the Cherokee Garden Club held their Christmas Tour of Homes in Carrollton and North Carrollton, followed by the Evergreen Cemetery’s Festival of Trees in the Masonic Lodge and a holiday lighting contest and caroling event on the Carrollton Square. Also, Tuesday was the annual Lessons and Carols at Immanuel Church as well as the Winona-Montgomery Public Library’s Christmas Pajama Party.
Because I was busy getting this week’s edition out Tuesday night, my husband, Keith, accompanied Dean to the Pajama Party, something he enjoys doing each and every year. It has become a tradition.
Dean and I have made many plans for Christmas this year – plans I hope will fit in the tightened Christmas schedule. We plan to make homemade candy and decorate cookies and build our own gingerbread house. We want to drive around and look at the holiday lights, and we are looking forward to our Christmas Eve pajama party with the family.
Of course, there are still presents to wrap and last minute gifts to buy and treats to make. I’m beginning to feel a little Falalala-looney from Christmas overload.
My father always said that Christmas was meant for children, and he was right. Without little ones to keep us grounded in a holiday that has become more and more commercialized every year, we might miss the magic of Christmas amid the wrapping paper and dried up tree needles and gifts that never arrived.
I hope you are enjoying this Christmas season and anticipating the day we celebrate God’s greatest gift to us, His son, Jesus Christ.
“An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord,” Luke 2:9-11.
