Nap Time Celebration... and subsequent deep thoughts

Yes. We'd like to take a moment to thank our sponsor,

"Meghan-Who-Is-Currently-Napping-For-The-First-Time-In-Weeks,"

for making this blog session possible.

Ahhh. Naptime. My ?th cup of coffee for the day (at least it's decaf), washing down a single, savored square of Dove dark chocolate. This beats watching Oprah and eating bon-bons any day in my book.

Something struck me earlier today. It's so ironic all of the stress we create getting "ready" for Christmas. Don't get me wrong -- I love the sights, sounds, smells, and traditions of the season. Many of these hold special symbolism as well. Sometimes, however, there's an added 

pressure -- a sense of needing to get everything "right" for the season. But when baby Jesus came, there was none of the song and dance we have created today. There was not even "room in the inn," much less a room decked in boughs of holly. 

I am so thankful that rather than me having to get everything in order for Him, He came to put everything in order for me. He brought the Light of His innocent Presence into the darkness of my life, illuminating the Way to the Father. Thank You, Jesus.