So, tonight is Christmas Eve. Weird? Yes. Here's my take on Christmas.
I hate how commericalized Christmas is. Yeah, yeah, everyone says that. But really. I feel we have it extra hard in our house (I'm sure it's no worse than anywhere else, but it feels that way sometimes) because our little boy gets presents from Santa at two homes, mom and (step)dad, dad and (step)mom, 4 sets of grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, etc etc etc. It's really hard to keep Christ in our home at Christmas time because there's so much focus on the "stuff" we are getting. I'm just as guilty as the next mom of trying to make sure that everyone has an excessive quantity of presents. I don't want anyone to feel left out, unloved, or anything else. Comparison really is the thief of joy.
This year we tried to focus on the Savior. As such, I jumped on board the train of "3 gifts" from Santa. That's not to say there's still not other presents from mom and dad and everyone else, but in our home, Santa is only bringing each person three gifts. And each of those has a very special meaning. We've been talking about it with our boy for the last month. We wrote a letter to Santa reqeusting that we keep the spirit of Christ in Christmas and that we don't need a lot of gifts this year. Because we've been talking about it, we've also been able to talk about the true meaning of Christmas and how to not be disappointed that Santa is only bringing our house 3 presents, even though he might be bringing other boys and girls way more.
Santa is bringing the following letter to be set up in the family room by our gifts:
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Each of our Santa presents will be labled with our name and Gold, Franinsence, or Myrrh.
Our gift of Gold is something we really want. For our boy, this is a toy. Everyone needs a toy on Christmas. For mom and dad, this is something fun that we each want.
Our Frankinsence is a spiritual book. For our boy, it's a story book of the Dinosaur who went to Church. For mom and dad, we each got a spiritual reference book. Next year we might go with a spiritual movie or something along those lines.
Our Myrrh is something for our bodies. This year that means clothes. Next year, who knows?
Here's to hoping that our Christmas can be a little more Christ-focused and a little less Santa focused.