Tuesday, November 26, 2013

stress


this is your peace of mind.

Some people love the holidays. I genuinely love Thanksgiving. 
Christmas is okay to an extent (I don't love commercialism).
I love celebrating the birth of Christ. 
I love celebrating the entrance of a Savior who was bringing low the hills that the valleys might be filled [reference: A Stick, a Carrot, and a String by mewithoutYou].
I love food. I love spending time with loved ones. I love movie marathons. All these things collide at this time of the year. It's great!

But something else collides as well.

I heard on the radio today about a study specifically about stress increasing during the holidays. 

Sort of an *aha* moment for me for some reason.... 
I just couldn't figure out why my neck, shoulders, and upper back had been so much more tense as of late, but yep... that totally makes sense.

I never had trouble with stress & holidays until recent years. I can think of many reasons why, but there's nothing I can do to change them, so I shan't list them. But they do cause stress naturally.
a photo of what happens when jason and i get stressed. headdesk. circa 2006 or 2007. in a home that's right around the corner from our current home and has the exact same layout. the odds, yall. the odds.
This year I am going to make a solid effort to combat that. 
How? 

With gratitude, trust in my Provider, trying to see the best in everyone, taking time to relax (sip some kava tea, perhaps? or essential oil therapy?), listening to Nat King Cole and Sufjan.

I'm also considering taking a facebook fast for the month of December. 

But most importantly, I'm going to remember why this season is so important. 

That without this figurative season (of celebrating the birth of Christ, which was likely not in winter... that's why I say figurative) humanity would have been lost.

Remembering that God humbled Himself and became a baby. A helpless being that relies on everyone else for it's own existence. 

He came with news of grace, He came to take my place.

So that all whose wells run dry could drink of His supply.

And to remember that,
"when the rain picks up
and the sun goes down
sinners come inside
with no money, come and buy
no clever talk, nor a gift to bring
requires our lowly, lovely King
come now empty handed, you don't need anything"

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