Erica Vetsch here, and I am delighted to kick off the Coming Home For Christmas Advent Celebration here at Seekerville in 2019.
For the next 24 days, we'll be anticipating and celebrating the birth of Our Savior. We'll be sharing each day, with current and former Seekers, guests, and YOU!
Our theme this year is Coming Home for Christmas, and each post will share a memory, a tradition, or possibly a recipe or event that is dear to the heart of the writer and invites you, the reader, to come into their "home" for Christmas.
Also, in the spirit of the season, each day will feature a giveaway. Come back each day for encouragement, fellowship, and celebration.
And don't forget to enter the Kindle Fire drawing found at the end of each post during the Advent Season. We'll choose a winner after 12/25/19 and announce it on New Year's Eve Day!
When I think of Christmas, there are so many memories that jump into my mind. Great times as a child. Great times when became a parent myself.
I love that so many families have traditions unique to them. For the Vetsch family, we always read Luke chapter two on Christmas morning before we open gifts. We have breakfast waffles each Christmas day. We watch Scrooge, starring Alastair Sim sometime in December.
As for memories, I have one particular memory that stands out, and that one instance has also now become a tradition.
Several years ago, in the middle of a super-busy holiday season full of basketball games, cookie exchanges, church responsibilities, shopping, etc. I was feeling more than overwhelmed. I just wanted December to be over. How sad is that?
I was expressing this frustration to my calm, steady, even-keeled husband, and he asked me, "What can I do to help you through this?" (Isn't he amazing? Sorry ladies, he's all mine.)
"I just need to sit, to talk to you, to take some time in the middle of the storm of activities to rest."
So we did. We turned off all the lights except those on the tree, sat on the sofa with my head on his shoulder, his arm around me, and we talked. We reminisced about previous Christmases, we talked about our wedding memories (We have a December 16th Anniversary...30 years this year!) we talked about how we met, and our first date (also in December.) We didn't talk about things we needed to get done, problems at work, or family issues.
Though we were much too old for such nonsense, we stayed up talking until nearly three in the morning! But, when I rose the next day, by heart and mind were so refreshed, that I didn't even care that I was short on sleep.
That time together in the midst of the busyness was so restful, we've repeated it at least once each December (Though we don't always stay up nearly all night.) We turn off the overhead lights, maybe light a few pine-scented or peppermint candles, and enjoy the quiet and beauty of the Christmas tree and each other.
This Advent Season, I encourage you to carve out time to be still and remember. To let go of all the busyness, the must dos, and the expectations, and just rest and reflect.
Tell me, what are you most anticipating this Christmas season?
Today's giveaway is both Christmas and Reader-related. I'll be giving to one person who comments, a pair of "Library Card" socks, and a copy of my Christmas book: A Child's Christmas Wish. (US Only for the socks and print book...if you're an international, and you win, I'll send an ecopy of the book to you!) Answer the question in red above, and you'll be eligible to win.
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a pair myself!
The only Christmas gift Oscar Rabb’s four-year-old daughter prays for is one the widower can’t provide: a baby sibling. And when his neighbor’s house burns down, he’s willing to open his home to pregnant and widowed Kate Amaker and her in-laws—but not his heart. Even if his little girl’s convinced Kate’s unborn child is the answer to her wish.
Kate quickly sees the generous but aloof Oscar has little interest in growing closer to his houseguests. Still, she intends to make the coming Christmas a season to remember for his daughter. And as Oscar starts to open up to her, Kate can’t help picturing just how wonderful the holidays—and a future together—might be.
Best-selling, award-winning author Erica Vetsch loves Jesus, history, romance, and sports. She’s a transplanted Kansan now living in Minnesota, and she is married to her total opposite and soul mate! When she’s not writing fiction, she’s planning her next trip to a history museum and cheering on her Kansas Jayhawks and New Zealand All Blacks. You can connect with her at her website, www.ericavetsch.com where you can read about her books and sign up for her newsletter, and you can find her online at https://www.facebook.com/EricaVetschAuthor/ where she spends way too much time!