Twas The Month of December
Twas the month of December and all through my house, The kids were annoying, and so was my spouse. There were parties to attend and a tree to adorn, In an effort to celebrate the babe who was born. The kids were excited at the prospect of toys, Which I reminded were only for “good” girls and boys. The crowds were frustrating but the sales were great. And with so much to do, I was always running late. No one was helping me, and I was falling behind. So naturally, I decided to complain and whine. The gift list was long and our money was tight. So I used a credit card… my shopping goal was in sight. “Everyone’s happiness is important, you see,” I said, trying to justify my shopping spree. Next came the baking, many treats to create. Again in a hurry, and still running late. Baking into the night and up early the next morn. Just how was this celebrating the babe who was born? Next was my house that needed Christmas lights, But getting my husband to help was causing many fights. “The house has to look good. We have to compete! Now get off your backside and onto your feet!” Well… tension was filling the rooms in our house. And no one was quiet, not even the mouse. We were fighting and yelling, and I led the way. How was this helping to celebrate the day? Between family and crowds, baking and bows, I was a wreck. But a Venti Peppermint Mocha Latte… helped my woes. “Next year will be different,” I said to myself. And then kept on going, just like a little elf. No matter how I tried, the season wasn’t fun. I was just ready for Christmas to be done! And my standard reply was, “I’m tired and cranky,” When my husband suggested some good ole’ hanky-panky. “How in the world do you enjoy this season?” I asked a friend, looking for her reason. Her decorating was modest and her calendar uncluttered. “It’s starting to make sense,” I smiled and muttered. She’d made a decision to celebrate with her heart. And then it became obvious… THAT was my missing part! I’d been busy and frazzled and completely off-base, And certainly not modeling Christ’s love and grace. If my heart wasn’t right, my kids would miss out. And the reason for this season, they’d certainly doubt. So I loved and I celebrated and even stranger, This time I did so remembering the importance of the manger.
©2014 poem by Carey Scott
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Excellent! Loved it! We are of the same mind…I wrote one similar for authors….http://www.gridirongrannyfootballfanatic.blogspot.com/2014/11/a-little-christmas-cheer-for-authors.html
Patti… your poem was epic! And soooo relatable! Thank you for sharing, and Merry Christmas!