Carey Scott

Challenging women to be real... not perfect!

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Twas The Month of December…

Twas the month of December and all through my house,
The kids were annoying… and so was my spouse!
 
We had parties to go to 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 them were 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.
With so much to do, I complained and whined.
 
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 to justify my shopping spree.
 
Next came the baking, many treats to create.
Again in a hurry… I was 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 which 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 Scott family house,
And no one was quiet, not even the mouse.
 
Between shopping and baking and ribbons and bows, I was a wreck.
But Venti Pumpkin Spice Frappaccino light (with an extra shot)… helped my woes.
 
We were fighting and yelling and I led the way.
Just how was this helping to celebrate “the day?”
 
“Next year will be different” I said to myself,
And then kept on going like a little elf.
 
There wasn’t any joy and I was having no fun.
I was just ready for this season to be done!
 
And my standard reply was “I’m tired and cranky,”
Whenever Wayne suggested some good ole’ hanky-panky.
 
“How in the world do you enjoy this season?”
I ask a friend, looking for her reason.
 
Her decorating was modest and her calendar uncluttered.
It started to make sense, I smiled and muttered.
 
She had made a decision to celebrate with her heart,
And then it became obvious… THAT was my missing part!
 
I was busy and frazzled and completely off-base,
And certainly not modeling Christ’s love and grace.
 
If my heart was not right, my kids would miss out,
And the reason for this season… they would certainly doubt.
 
So I loved and I celebrated and even stranger…
This time I did so remembering the importance of the manger.

poem written by Carey Scott

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About Carey Scott

Carey Scott is an inspirational speaker, author and life coach, honest about her walk with the Lord… stumbles, fumbles and all. She challenges women to be real... not perfect.

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  2. Pam Manners says

    Carey,

    Yup, it’s so easy to get all caught up in the Holiday Hoopla and forget the true reason and Person we are celebrating. Loved this!

    At His feet,
    Pam

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