So… I find it odd that lately I’ve been experiencing nostalgia over Christmas in the middle of July… I’ve been delighted to re-discover James Taylor’s “Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas” on my iPod, I’ve recently watched “The Holiday” and “Elf”, and while meandering through HobbyLobby the other day, the thought of “all Christmas items on sale” gave me butterflies in my tummy.
I want fall to hurry up with cute sweaters, boots, jeans, and wraps, so that Christmas can get here sooner this year 😉 I’m ready for yule tide carols, ugly sweaters, Christmas cheer, togetherness, family memories, new traditions, the warmth of a heavy blanket, the smell of apple cider, a reason for hot cocoa, and the overall feeling of Peace on Earth and Goodwill to Men that hovers around December.
Is this odd? or is this perhaps a longing–like my “desperately wanting” God-shaped hole–for what He wants (no matter the season)? peace. love. fellowship. counting blessing not costs. finding the good even in hardship.
I want Christmas in July. I want heaven on earth. Your kingdom come. Your will be done. We need it. Now. xoxo