Wrong Party

I attended a party Christmas party this week. It had everything that makes a party great, There was live entertainment, food, a hostess with the mostess, and lots of smiles. However, when I first walked in, my first thought was, " I'm at the wrong party. This is not the party I'm supposed to be at." There across the room, sat my husband in a sea of gray hair and Geri chairs, happily drinking sherbet punch and munching on store bought Christmas cookies. I thought this is not where we are supposed to be.

Craig was supposed to be busy at Nacol's making last minute repairs to watches that are destined to make someones Christmas brighter. The party we were supposed to have attended happened about two weeks ago at the home of Jeff and Shannon Turnbo. There would have been great food, lots of laughs, and a cut throat game of Chinese Christmas. I would have come home with an ornament that may or may not have been cute. It would not have not mattered and would have gone directly on our tree.  There would have been Christmas bonuses handed out at the end. Jeff would have told each employee how much they meant to the Nacol family. That for me was always the true Christmas bonus, Craig being blessed to work for a family company that treated all of their employees like a member of the family. That's the party that we should have been at.

Craig and I enjoying a Nacol's Christmas party

So I catch my breath and go to the party that I have arrived at. I volunteer to play a reindeer during the singing of Rudolph. Craig seems to get a kick out of that. We don't aways end up where we are supposed to be. That's the way life turns out sometimes. I know I'm not where I thought would be 32 years ago.  I have to make peace with that on a daily basis. I have to remind myself that Jesus said he had come to bring me peace. He didn't tell me I would get my way all the time. So when I arrive at a party I'm not suppose to be at, He has sent me a Comforter to go with me.  For that I will always be grateful. Without the Presence, the only party I would be attending would be a life long pity party. That would be no party at all.

The three best gifts Craig and I have ever received.

Thanks for putting up with my musings,


Susan