Holly and Jolly

It's Christmas week and I'm trying to figure out why I'm at work when it seems almost everyone else is not.

Does it seem to anyone else that Christmas seems a bit anticlimatic? I mean, don't get me wrong... my holiday was happy. My parents spoiled me rotten and I enjoyed every minute of it, and the time off with them was a lovely little break.

But maybe it's the advertiser's fault, but sometimes I feel like all problems should be solved on Christmas, you know? Like.. with one gift or one party or one special holiday ritual--all will miraculously be well. That song that the radio plays.. "one day at Christmas" all will be well.

But I suppose, as usual my focus is in the wrong direction.
One day at Christmas, God sent His Son. One day at Christmas He made it so that we could know God. One day at Christmas, God so loved the world.

And one day at Christmas, He'll return.

Now that should make us jolly still.