It's 5am on Christmas Eve, and I have yet to sleep a wink. I'm sick, but I don't have time to be sick. My body is just responding the frantic pace that I have been running at for the last month. I woke up yesterday with a bit of a cold and a sore throat from post-nasal drip, which was completely exasperated by leading the hymns at church this Sunday. Now I am sitting on my parents couch writing my farewell sermon for New Life, (actually blogging about writing my farewell sermon). My throat is raw, my head is pounding, and I am so tired that I cannot sleep.
I have so many things going through my head right now. I have so much packing left to do before Thursday when we load the truck, but I won't be going home until Wednesday. I can't stop thinking about all the things I have to do at the new house before Marianne and the boys arrive. And I just saw a coming out Christmas card from my cousin Liz and her girlfriend Mandy. I'm surprised, but not all that surprised. I love her and I hope she knows it.
My boys just woke up and they think it's Christmas, and they're so excited, but it's not and now I have to break it to them. But it made my morning to see their excitement and joy. I love Christmas, probably because I love Christ.
Merry Christmas everyone.
Monday, December 24, 2007
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