Why do rainy days make me think of Christmas? When Fall comes around, inevitably, it's on the rainy days that I pull out the Christmas tunes. Yes, I know it's October. But, sometimes it starts as early as September, so I'm doing pretty good. I can't help myself; I've been this way for as long as I can remember. My little brother and I used to record ourselves talking about Christmas, no later than Halloween, all the way until Christmas. I do believe it's an illness. It's not the gifts I get excited about, it's the atmosphere, the music, the festivities. Of course, I have to pace myself, so that I don't get burned out before Christmas actually arrives. One can take only so much merriment.
Now that I have a child, I am concerned with him not getting caught up in the pervasive "gimmee" attitude that our society tends to encourage. I want him to think about it differently. I want him to think about Jesus, His sacrifice, and what we can do to help others. As a mother, I am actively searching for that balance.
Meanwhile, the Christmas music plays on...
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