Enduring To The End

Our modern Christmas is a great symbol of enduring to the end. I work and strive to prepare and do every little thing I can to get ready. I worry that I'm getting my fair share then guilt rushes in and I worry that maybe I have to much so I rush out to help others. I try to accomplish each of our traditions and a few really great ones I've read or heard about somewhere. I worry myself0 sick with cooking and cleaning and preparing. I stew over each child and whether they have enough of each little thing that is popular and will help them successfully answer the question, "What did you get for Christmas!"

Then suddenly I wake up and it's Christmas morning, no more work or worry or preparation I'm naked, as it were, before the spirit of Christmas finding that all the stress and worry did was detract from my enjoyment of the season. The Joy of the holiday makes up for all the things that I thought I had to get done but didn't . With a sigh of relief I realize that Christmas really is a season of Christ, that his birth is the reason for the season and the fact that I ran out of time to make sugar cookies and do more than stick a bow on a present or two is made up for by the love of the Savior.

I'm glad that it's all over for one more year and with Gods insight maybe I'll be able to apply the lesson to my life.