This year Christmas came on a Sunday, which has not happened since 2005. If I am going to be completely honest I was not excited about this occurrence. Although I love going to church I do not enjoy getting this family of 6 ready for church. If we could just go in our PJs that would be glorious, although totally distracting and strange to say the least! When we are home for Christmas it is a pajama kinda day. Last year I remember thinking how strange it was to be sitting down to Christmas dinner served on our fine china along side family heirloom silver all the while wearing PJs!
My thoughts about this started before Thanksgiving. Our church has a Thanksgiving Day service, Brian was there. I was not too excited about that one either.
Then came Christmas.
Brian was to be at both the Christmas Eve service and the Christmas day service, there would be no getting around that unless we left town and he took a vacation day.
A week before Christmas, I got a text message from the husband/pastor/creative ministries guy that informs me my two oldest children will be singing in both the Christmas Eve service and the Christmas Day service. Well it looks like I am loosing this one! All I could think was, this must be what the Lord wants them to do. It is not so much about me.
It is important to always be checking my heart and listening for what God might say in every life situation…
Speaking to my Mom around Thanksgiving gave me the first viewpoint/heart change that was needed. My Mom was in a new town away from family and was informing me how neat it was to go to a church service on Thanksgiving Day. My heart that had been set on, “can’t we just be a family on Thanksgiving and Christmas and hang out at our house” began to change as I realized the blessing a service can be to others. Others who do not have family, others who have guests in town who only go to church on holidays, others who need the encouraging words of Scripture in song and word all are encouraged by a Thanksgiving or Christmas service. In reality I am encouraged as well, but that was not my concern at the time. I just wanted my loves home in their PJs.
The girls were delighted to find out they would be singing in the Christmas services, I believe there were even screams of joy when the news was told. However, on Christmas morning when it was time to put the newly unwrapped presents down and dress for church the delight wore off a bit. I had to give the pep talks while placing the curlers in their golden hair. “You have the opportunity to bring joy to others by singing and encouraging their hearts. You never know who will be in the audience. Someone may really need the encouragement this service will bring.” I was speaking to myself as well as to my girls. The Lord always teaches me as I try to teach them
They went, they sang, they came back all smiles! They ended up with their picture on the front page of the newspaper, singing so sweet. I received word from several who went to the services how encouraged they were by the service and the girls’ involvement. The Lord knows what He is doing!
To finish it all off they were back in their PJs with in 30 minutes of coming home, back to their new unwrapped gifts! Christmas dinner was still china, crystal, silver and PJs!













