Christmas was coming and my...
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Christmas was coming and my stress level was so high that I felt as if I was going to lose it completely. I wasn't even close to being ready for that one day when I wanted everything to be perfect. I still had to write the yearly family letter to send with the Christmas cards that still had to be bought. I hadn't bought or wrapped a single gift. I'd only made one batch of cookies, and they had been eaten within two days. The house looked like a high wind had blown through it leaving piles of newspapers, magazines, sales flyers, dirty clothes, and dust in its wake. My boss asked me if I would be able to work an extra day each week and an extra hour each day -- at time-and-a-half pay -- and since I wanted to give my family what they wanted for Christmas, I said, "Yes."
Christmas was coming so fast that I knew I couldn't waste a whole morning sitting in church and hearing the same message that I heard every Advent. And so I convinced myself that God wouldn't care if I stayed home to bake. God wouldn't mind, especially if I turned on one of those television services. I could listen and bake at the same time.
I was so busy mixing three different kinds of cookies at the same time that I burned the first batch of refrigerated sugar cookies that I had made the night before. I was just about to explode in anger when I heard these words: "Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (Philippians 4:6-7).
-- Conroy
Christmas was coming so fast that I knew I couldn't waste a whole morning sitting in church and hearing the same message that I heard every Advent. And so I convinced myself that God wouldn't care if I stayed home to bake. God wouldn't mind, especially if I turned on one of those television services. I could listen and bake at the same time.
I was so busy mixing three different kinds of cookies at the same time that I burned the first batch of refrigerated sugar cookies that I had made the night before. I was just about to explode in anger when I heard these words: "Do not worry about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus" (Philippians 4:6-7).
-- Conroy
