…it’s looking like I’m taking off the month of December from writing.
Forget about decking my halls and decorating for Christmas and shopping and ordering and wrapping and shipping. And forget about parties and yule tide and open fires with roasting chestnuts. (Although, yes..that’s plenty.) And forget about stomach bugs and sore throats and a family who is cycling this stuff around like it’s a free pancake breakfast (I have no idea what that means) and leaving a less-than-stellar energy level in it’s wake. (Although, yes…that’s plenty too.)
But if you don’t forget all that…and you also add in work…for a church (where evidently, Christmas is sort of a big deal), and then you mix it all up in a pot, it smells less like mulled cider and more like crazy soup.
So instead of stressing myself out about posts, I’m giving myself permission to take a breather and just set the blog aside for a couple short weeks. And if I feel like writing something…then hey, bonus! And if I don’t, y’all extend the candy cane of grace and read older posts for auld lang syne.
(Did I just use that the right way?)
I pray you have the Merriest of Christmases…the Happiest of New Years…and a most blessed season celebrating the birth of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. May His peace fall upon you in droves as you serve and give and be His hands and feet to others around you this season.
I love ya. It’s true.