{"id":2860,"date":"2016-12-27T15:25:05","date_gmt":"2016-12-27T15:25:05","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.hurnifamily.com\/?p=2860"},"modified":"2016-12-27T15:25:05","modified_gmt":"2016-12-27T15:25:05","slug":"christmess","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/hurnifamily.com\/christmess\/","title":{"rendered":"Christmess"},"content":{"rendered":"

On Christmas Eve our pastor spoke about the mess of Christmas: of Jesus’ birth in a messy stable cradled in a feeding trough; of the difficulty of keeping plastic Jesus in the manger at his Indiana pastorate; of the reality that Jesus didn’t stay in the manger and he didn’t stay on the cross; and the truth that he comes–Immanuel–into our messy lives as well.<\/p>\n

(I may not be summarizing his message accurately. An awfully cute baby had my attention through most of the sermon.)\u00a0img_3106<\/a><\/p>\n

This Christmas season felt messy and Christmas day was definitely chaotic. Our Last Christmas In The House was fraught with expectations, our house was FULL, and on top of that, we planned a family trip to Disney after the New Year. I decided not to give my adult children gifts since we were going on the trip (which one adult child thought was a very bad idea.) Three weeks ago, our travel plans changed (only half the family is going) and other family drama marred the preparations.<\/p>\n

Christmas Day actually turned out reasonably nice, though chaotic. I gifted my adult children with photo boxes, memory boxes, journals and albums of the Christmas Letters we’ve sent over the years. (Actually a smart way to pack up to move.) We had gifts and activities for the kids, but hadn’t planned on Oaks’ penchant for randomly opening gifts. We also had two meals in the space of 4 hours: cinnamon rolls after opening our stockings and a turkey dinner at four. We ended our family time with a puzzle contest, which Kellen won (with Papa John’s help.)<\/p>\n

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When I first started unpacking my Christmas decorations, I spent time placing my nativity scene on the top shelf of the curio cabinet. John and Johnny bought it for me years ago, and while I’m no longer a fan of Precious Moments figurines, this one is special. A papa sits in an armchair next to a fireplace reading the Christmas story to his little boy, \"img_3136\"illustrated in the manger scene of figurines of the main characters, cute sheep, a donkey\u00a0and a pig. An angel with a flashlight shines his light down on the manger, an added piece that I bought the Christmas after a miscarriage.<\/p>\n

On the shelf below, I put an earthenware communion set that I asked a friend to make for me years ago. Laura and Taylor used it at their wedding and I’d been saving it for the day when our entire family was truly following Jesus. As I placed the pieces, I decided that we should stop waiting for that elusive day and serve communion this Christmas–no matter how messy our lives were looking.<\/p>\n

So for a very few minutes, we sat around the table eating cinnamon rolls and talking about our faith and our Savior. Oaks said he wanted to pray and we smiled while he prayed for “all the children to have power, all the power…” Kellen, prompted by his parents, explained why Jesus came and died for our sins. John and I both got choked up when we talked and others shared their gratitude for friends, family and church. We listened to a music video of O Come, O Come, Immanue<\/em>l and then shared simple bread and grape juice. Short but sweet.<\/p>\n

And then we went back to the chaos and the mess, both literally and figuratively. I was exhausted by the end of the day, vowing to never be in charge of Christmas again. There were huge \"img_3109\"messes everywhere, in the kitchen, dining room and living room. The top of my mantel was crammed with “stuff”, a pet peeve of mine. And oh,\u00a0in between our two meals, the sink\/disposal backed up so John, Taylor and James worked their magic with a plunger and a snake. \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Not pretty.<\/p>\n

But Jesus was here–God With Us–in the midst of our mess. We might have only noticed for a few brief moments, but we walk by faith even in those times when we don’t sense his presence or lean on his goodness. Merry Christmess!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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