I call the days between Christmas and the new year the "Now What?" week.
I don't know about you, but I catch myself in limbo, hanging out in the in between . . . We're enjoying the gifts, reveling in the special moments, but gradually cleaning up after the big day while preparing for the unknown of another year.
As a child, December 26 was kind of a let down day. The contents of wrapped packages and stuffed stockings that inspired such anticipation and imagination had been revealed. Family had gathered around multiple tables, reminisced, laughed, and now oftentimes, returned home.
I contemplate my grown up emotions stirring in my heart and come to grips with the fact that yes, there is a packing up process of the warm and fuzzy symbols of the joyous season of Christmas. Yet, 2016 whispers a reminder in my ear as January 1 approaches. Opportunities, while plentiful with every breath you take, are unique.
I look at my journal and ask, "Will I really complete you this year?"
I look at my manuscript and think, "Will I meet my deadline?"
I look at the calendar with circled speaking engagements and pray, "Lord, help me."
I look at the void left by family gone home and wonder, "How will those places ever be filled again?"
I look at our children and my husband, and am overwhelmed with gratitude.
As I travel the road of 2017, I pray the Lord opens my eyes to the moment by moment.
My children receive a very special package from Jeromy and I each year. A stack of 4X6 prints of memories beginning January 1-December 24. One of their favorite things to do on Christmas morning is sift through those memories. Mine too. Because I remember the gifts given to me on those days. Gifts that flit away with the ticking of the clock and the busy of the day.
I turn to Romans 13: 11-12 for some guidance.
Besides this you know the time, that the hour has come for you to wake from sleep. For salvation is nearer to us now than when we first believed. 12The night is far gone; the day is at hand. So then let us cast off the works of darkness and put on the armor of light.
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.