Every year about this time it happens. I can only procrastinate for so long before it dawns on me that I’m down to days, not weeks, to get all my shopping done, decorations put up, gifts wrapped, menus planned and guests invited. Attending holiday parties and trying to close out these last few days at work before the big day only adds to the pressure and soon enough I’m in a frenzy, feeling both invigorated and impossibly exhausted at once, having been completely sucked in to the consumer vortex of Christmas time in America.
A beach walk and a pause to remember what this season is all about helps ground me. Celebrating the birth of Christ should be an immensely spiritual time and focusing on that helps free my soul to drop the importance of checking off my to do list and just do what He came here to do. Love my fellow man, help out where I can and be a light to a world that so desperately needs it.