Ruckus, Hubbub, Whatever…

Christmas will be here in just under a week. This is always a very busy time of the year for me and my family. Things get a little hectic and demanding between ministry events, family activities and obligations, and our home in general. It’s been a bit of a ride, but I know that everything will work out well in the end. It’s a little odd how we take such a wonderful event in spiritual history and turn it into such a time of personal commotiion. Human nature, I guess.

My body has been telling me that it doesn’t appreciate all of the holiday activity, but I don’t really have the privilege of listening to it right now. I have far too much to do between today and next Wednesday. I’m thinking of taking a break more toward the weekend after Christmas, but I’ll have to wait and see what everyone needs from me before I lay me down to rest.

I don’t really know why exactly, but my mind keeps drifting back to where I was at this time six years ago. I keep seeing mental pictures of the things that were going on when I was in the hospital. Weird, right? I haven’t really done this very much in the years past. In truth I’ve been too busy these days to obsess or anything like that, but my mind has on occassion thought back to the time spent at the hospital during later December and early January. I really need to clear my head of these things this holiday season because they serve no genuine or positive purpose.

Regardless, my body is getting through this more hectic holiday season, and I anticipate that I’ll be fine when it’s over. I feel things getting worse for me physically in very small increments over time, but I’m thankful that I have the health and strength that I enjoy currently. I’ve been blessed beyond the measure of damage that was done to my body in the motorcycle accident. Onward to a new year.