Simple Things...

This past weekend was no doubt a crazy one to be out and about, as we "kicked off" the Christmas season. I chose to ring in the day by sleeping in (Leah was at her grandparent's house) and going out to breakfast with my husband. It was a lovely, lovely day, and I wasn't dead tired by the end of it. However, on Sunday I was in the grocery store with Leah, fighting the crowd there as well. I wanted to just get in/get out, and Leah wanted to look at everything. I was trying to rush her along, and admittedly became frustrated with her lack of rush. All of a sudden, while I was trying to maneuver my cart through the aisle, Leah stopped dead in her tracks, and said, "Mommy, it's my song from church!". In my rush, I hadn't even heard the music playing overhead. "Away in the manger, no crib for a bed," sang Leah, complete with actions, in the middle of the grocery store. Suddenly, I too was stopped in my tracks. A lesson of peace learned from my four year old daughter. How quickly we get swept up in the insanity, and forget to focus on the Christ-child. For a few brief moments in the middle of busy day I was able to re-focus myself, and enjoy the simple things of the season.

Thank you, Jesus, for muzak. And thank you for a child who still hears you above all the noise.