We all like to post pictures and stories about quaint holiday traditions and lovely decorations. I try to do some of that, but, I also have a lot of REAL real Christmas traditions that are not so Instagram worthy. Today, I’m sharing a few of our most repeated Felkel family non-Instagram worthy, aggressively average, real holiday traditions:
So…while I love parts of Christmas, there are definitely some other parts of the holiday season that I don’t love. The Christmas season, while enjoyable at times, is also stressful and a big painful reminder of all my shortcomings (like my inability to follow a recipe). So if my joy comes from my ability to successfully navigate this holiday, which is obviously designed for Martha Stewarts and Kelly Riptas (no, wait, that’s the Rhode Island Public Transit)…Whatever that crazy, I can do everything, career juggling, cute, bakey mom’s name is, my joy doesn’t come from being like her. My joy comes from spending time with Jesus. Therefore, I’m OK with admitting my shortcomings as evidenced in the following “traditions”:
I hope that you find joy and laughter in all the wonderful messiness of Christmas!
I am a really strange mix of a hippie, Calypso, Southern Belle, Madea- wannabe, Christian with the attitude of a Rhode Islander! I’m fascinated with people’s stories, I love to laugh at life with people and I’m genuinely trying to follow Jesus’ teachings. Strangely, my search for truth often has me at odds with American Christians who believe themselves to be the guardians of this truth. I was kicked out of Sunday School as a child for asking too many questions. I learned to repress them but my questions never went away. Thankfully as an adult, I feel completely free to pursue answers. Turns out, God is pretty big and not nearly as upset with my questions as his followers tend to be!
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