It feels like anything but a slow season.
Everywhere I turn the media is telling me that there is very little time left until Christmas.
I must hurry to get the best deal.
I must rush and wrap the presents.
I must quickly do my holiday baking.
I must dash to decorate every square inch of my home.
I can remember the days when Christmas decorating didn’t begin until the day after Thanksgiving.
Now I feel like the odd gal out because I still choose to wait.
What is the rush?
Isn’t there more happiness in slowly enjoying the delights of the season?
The first day of Christmas begins on December 25th and ends with the 12th day of Christmas, the Epiphany, on January 6th.
I don’t want to be so sick of Christmas that I’m chomping at the bit to tear my tree down on the 26th.
I want to savor a slow season of seeking the true spirit of Christmas.
A slow season in which I can ponder “What are my hopes and dreams for this Christmas?”
I gently search my heart.
Reflect on the meaning of Hope, Love, Joy and Peace.
It becomes clear to truly savor the season I must look outside myself.
Take the time to be the light for someone else.
Are you seeking a slow season?
The first Sunday of advent is HOPE: “May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace as you trust in Him, so that you may overflow with hope by the power of the Holy Spirit.” ~ Romans 15:12-13