Looking back on 2015, it can be easy to get bogged down with all the things we hoped for that DIDN'T happen. That's why I love Julie Hedlund's 12 Days of Christmas videos. It focuses on all the positive of this year and helps us look forward to a new year.
I'm on Day 3 of the program, and would love to share some of my writerly successes...
Eleven pipers piping makes me think of music. Doesn't Christmas have some great songs attached?
This is what my house looks like right now... and I don't have ten kids.
As excitement mounts around me, it's getting harder to feel Christmasy.
I just want Christmas to be over, but I don't want to lose sight of the Reason for the Season.
As I get further down the list, it becomes quite obvious to me that I am not Catholic. I really have no idea what the Nine Fruits of the Holy Spirit are. I can think of several blessings that God's Holy Spirit brings... way more than nine.
So instead, I'm going to take those dancing ladies more literally.
According to the original significance, those eight maids represent the Beatitudes.
Now, don't get me wrong, I think it's important to remember Christ's sermon on the mount and emulate his teachings to be humble, meek, and pure, but I sort of covered that yesterday. So today I'm going to ponder something else.
When I think of Seven Swans a-Swimming, I think of how the water ripples. Just as a swan swimming, Good Tidings were spread like ripples throughout the world when Jesus was born. While there were many examples of the spreading Good News, I’d like to highlight only seven in the spirit of the song.
Six Geese a-laying is supposed to represent the six days of Creation.
Ten or twenty years ago, most jobs were 9-5, or at least that was what society considered the workday. Before then, most work periods were tethered to the sun. When the sun was up, it was day and people worked.
But God did not have a clock, nor the sun to determine his workday. So He did what any rational entrepreneur would do (God is the ultimate in rational entrepreneur).
As I ponder those Golden Rings, I am reminded of their celestial shape.
Most elementary schools' curriculum define the circle as the shape with "no edges" but that's not strictly true.
While there are no discernable edges, a circle actually has an infinite number of them.
Today, I'm thinking about my peeps. I have about four social media platforms (give or take a platform) where I socialize with my writing friends online.
We tweet about success and console each other in rejection. We talk books and swap manuscripts. We build carefully alphabetized wish lists and share them with each other because we know who would truly appreciate the NEED for a blanket that looks like notepaper.
So, as I ponder those calling birds, I feel gratitude for my friends... online and off.
How do you socialize with your friends during Christmas?
The three French Hens got me thinking about family Christmas traditions, and I wanted to highlight a story I just loved, but wouldn't you know it - the story made the finalist list of Susanna's contest (which it absolutely deserved). So I'm not going to tell you which story I would have highlighted.
Instead, I'm just going to encourage you to read ALL the entries and vote for the one you liked most. (By the way, don't feel obligated to vote for me... I'm not on the list!)
A BIG thank you to Shurie at Designs By Shurie for this awesome updated logo. I'm loving this one so much more than the other one, and you can see the JEN better, right?
Yesterday, a friend commented on my post about the original significance of the Twelve Days of Christmas song.
I've heard that each of the 12 days of Christmas have spiritual significance. I don't know what the original partridge in a pear tree signifies, but as I contemplate the true meaning of Christmas, the first day brings to mind passages of scripture that reminds me of that partridge.
My son needed a gift for his teen holiday party. It had to be $5 or less. He wanted to give a big bar of chocolate.
No. Just No.
I decided to help him a little.
So I made a money tree.
Want to know how?
I write about, with, for, and around kids all day. (Well, maybe I do the dishes too. Sometimes.)