Christmas Balance

I noticed this morning as we were getting ready for school that the Christmas tree was leaning. Not good! So, I decided to try to adjust it. Also not good! Pretty soon, I was the one holding the Christmas tree up. Some the lights started to come off...and some ornaments fell. Nothing broke, but I started to get scared.

And that's how I feel about Christmas sometimes.

I feel like I'm holding up the tree. I'm the one who is making sure our memories don't fall and that our traditions don't break. I'm the one who has to make Christmas happen. But guess what...Christmas happened just fine without me over 2000 years ago...and God didn't need my help to manage to send His son to earth as a gift to all mankind.

So, I called for help! I had Trina dial and Roger came running home to rescue me. And as I steadied the tree, he turned it a little and then inserted the 3 pins that hold it up. Like the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, these pins unseen to most eyes held the tree in place. I let go! And the tree kept standing.