Can’t remember the last time I had the house all to myself. Quiet. Time to think. A leisurely shower with just Christmas lights for illumination. I must’ve stayed in there almost an hour, I thinks.
This time of year, for the last 3 years, I am always so blessed to be busy filling orders, and yet I struggle to maintain some semblance of balance and wish that I had unadulterated time just to simply enjoy this season, to celebrate advent mindfully, thoughtfully, slowly. And just like with taxes, every year I vow to “do better next year”, but somehow seem to repeat the same mistakes I made just the year before; underestimating inventory stocks, ordering supplies a bit too late, and all of the other very non-arty things that go along with running an etsy shop.
But all this pales into a petty little puddle when I consider the world and all its sorrows, its insanity and pain.
During this season—as busy as it’s been—God is creating in me a new heart. One that is more open to His nudgings, more willing to hug, more willing to risk saying that word of encouragement or gentle rebuke or words of love and appreciation. We are all such fragile beings, we are, us humans. Let us all remember this truth about ourselves, about others and may truth abound alongside grace and mercy, with love spreading its wings to the outer edges of our lives and those we profess to love.
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