Searching for the Christmas Spirit: Day Two

There is nothing more fabulous than church the Sunday before Christmas. With the stand completely filled with some of the best singers I have ever had the pleasure of hearing, I knew it was going to be good. It was one of those “rub-your-hands-together” moment and smile as big as a little kid. And oh, my goodness! Our ward choir is fantastic and amazingly gifted. Chills. I got me some chills—that’s the best feeling ever. Violin, organ, piano, and harmonic voices all at once—fantastic!

It was beautiful and inspirational to say the least. I love Christmas music, especially those songs that depict the birth, life, and love of the Jesus Christ. Absolutely perfect. It was everything I needed and more.

I want to join the ward choir because my spirit thinks I’m a singer. Unfortunately, my vocal chords and the ability not to hold a tune for the life of me, keep me from actually doing so. Because I know myself, I know I can’t sing, yet if you give me some sheet music and put me with a group, I will belt random notes with so much gusto it will frighten you. I can’t control myself, and that’s not fair to anyone’s ears. I will keep my singing to the confines of shower stalls and the walls of my home. Merry Christmas, everybody! That is my gift to you J

I work with some of the greatest ladies I know in the Young Women program. They are inspirational, smart, funny, and super cool. I adore them and their friendships completely. The Christmas program that was prepared was beautiful. The girls were amazingly quiet and the spirit was incredible. I could not have asked for more in setting the mood for the upcoming week and preparing to celebrate the birth of our Lord Jesus Christ.

I was on a spiritual high, if you will.

Now, in the search of finding me some Christmas Spirit, there was a setback. Life likes to take twists and turns and mess with your mind like that. But it’s okay. Ain’t nothin’ gonna get me down.

The night went on to be much better. Good friends, fantastic food, and wonderful conversation helped tremendously to pull the spirit back around.  There are so many of you out there that I love—MUUU-AHH (throwing a big kiss your way). Thank you. Thank you for your friendship, love, and support.

Last night, in an act of unity and love, all three of my children got along peacefully, watched  “The Christmas Story,” and then fell asleep together in the family room by the glow of white Christmas lights. Watching them sleep, I know that finding the Christmas Spirit is something I have to push forward and do—for them.

Life can get messy, and the three of them are unfortunately getting mixed up in it, and it’s important for me to not allow the mess to ruin what should be the most wonderful time of the year.

We will have a beautiful, wonderful, magical Christmas, no matter what.

I hope you all will too.