This Holiday Brought To You By…



Mom.

It’s one of my favorite parts of being a Mom, but really, if you think about it, without Moms there wouldn’t be many celebrations.  Understand that I say this with great respect and appreciation for my husband who provides financially for our family, whose contributions make possible most of what I do.

I’ve been thinking about the role of Moms in the holiday season, and really we’re responsible for a tremendous amount of what Christmas means to all of us.  As grateful as I am for this privilege, sometimes it’s incredibly heavy.  It isn’t easy to tackle all your usual responsibilities and add the holidays to your list.  Moms are the ones who get up when the gifts have been opened and go to the kitchen.   They’re the ones who plan the menu for meals the rest of the family only thinks about while they’re eating.  They’re the people who clean up the kitchen in time to start the next meal while everyone plays games.


Really, it’s great to be a mom.  I love it.  But tonight I also wanted to say to all you Moms who have, on so many levels, provided holidays and celebrations for your family all year long:  WELL DONE.  I hope you feel good about your efforts.  They’re the things your family will look back on and remember with fondness.

I wasn’t sure if I was up to much for New Year’s Eve, but at the last minute I decided to light the victory candles and go for it.  It’s been a good year, a year I’ve been happy to spend with the nine people I love most.  We needed a proper celebration.

I went for a silvery white feeling, using my sliver dishes, sparkly beaded garland, candles and glass.


Sometimes it’s nice to get out our nicest dishes when it’s just us.  No guests, just the people that matter most.


My little ones were so excited to be using the vintage glass platters I picked up recently.


I served some of our favorite appetizers:  veggies and dip, chips and salsa, cheese and crackers, meatballs and little smokies.


As we ate we talked about things that have happened this year.  Things we’ve accomplished.  Specific blessings God has given us.  It was a wonderful summary of a full year coming from different perspectives.


I feel grateful to have all ten of us together tonight without other plans or parties.  It feels right.  I love these people.


We’re spending the evening gathered in the family room, enjoying the gift of togetherness.  I look forward to another exciting year with this group, and hope that you’re looking forward to a great 2011.


So wherever you are and whatever you’re doing, Happy New Year to you!
Jennifer P.S.  I’ll be back tomorrow with my goal for 2011.  What are yours?

Time in the Stable

It seems that every year I find a different aspect of the Christmas story to ponder.  As with all of Christ’s teachings, as my life changes there are new insights which settle on my heart.  As this beautiful nativity (painted by my daughter several years ago) portrays, Jesus Christ really is the heart of it all.


Sometimes, however, other supporting roles tug at my heart.  This year, as has been the case before, I’ve been thinking a lot about Mary.

I’ve been marveling that God chose an inexperienced mother to raise his Only Begotten Son.  I know the fulfillment of prophecies required that he be the firstborn, but still I feel amazed that Heavenly Father trusted his Son to a mother who’d never done it before.

I feel particularly grateful for that thought this Christmas season for, ironically, I’m feeling very inexperienced myself.  In some ways I feel more inexperienced now than I did when my first baby was placed in my arms.   Recently my teen-aged son and I were trying to resolve a misunderstanding.  In the middle of it all I felt overwhelmed by the reality that I am a rookie.  I’ve never done this before.  I’ve never had a teenager before.  I’ve never raised eight children before.  I’ve never worried about the things I worry about before.  All of it is new.   Nothing about my life before this prepared me for the magnitude of what I’m doing now.  I’m trying frantically to learn but the learning curve is steep and I feel terribly behind.

Pondering Mary has comforted me, reminding me that she, too, must have felt terribly overwhelmed with the trust placed in her.  She must have also wondered if she was learning fast enough.  But she did it.  She completed her assignment.  And I will keep working on mine.

Maybe there’s hope for me yet.

Jennifer

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