Recalibrated Christmas
In December, “Seasonings with Sarah” was about “Game Changers” - and ironically, not long after that- boy, did our Christmas change! December 23 we enjoyed bell ringing for Salvation Army with our family and some close friends followed by a fun dinner to celebrate, only to be interrupted by a sick daughter half way through dinner!
This meant a whole different game plan for Christmas this year. Interestingly, my scrabble tile (read the blog if you weren’t there) was a letter “R” which I immediately determined meant: “Ready”.
Little did I know it would involve being “ready” for the onslaught of sickness in the house for Christmas and all that entailed. But, had I not been “ready” with the gifts wrapped, preparations for travel made, laundry finished- I might not have been able to completely dote on my daughter. And I savored the wee hours in her room, even though it was watching over her poor little sick body.
The unexpected sickness resulted in the “Recalibrated Christmas of 2011.” Instead of Christmas Eve church and dinner at my inlaws, our would-be dinner was delivered to our house. Instead of church, I directed the car to the nearest Walgreens for medications, liquids of all forms and additional kleenex! Hubby took 2 kids to church, while 2 of us stayed home. Our Christmas morning dawned with illness still on the horizon, so we aborted our plans to travel 6 hours by car to WI, thereby sacrificing the cherished “Moran Family Christmas.”
So, with no food in the house, no relatives to join due to our potential contagion, and no “plans”, we had to continue to recalibrate! Despite the sadness, once Mom and Dad made the final, behind closed doors, decision to stay home, everyone was “all in” for our new Christmas adventure.
It turns out, staying home together in MN was a true Christmas blessing. Brothers and sisters showed tenderness and encouragement. Neighbors lent groceries to provide for our recalculated freezer Christmas meal (homemade pizza from frozen dough) Kids rallied to watch the required minimum 1/2 hour of “A Christmas Story” to make their crazy Dad happy. Everyone savored jammie time and new gifts as opposed to jumping in the car for a long trip. And when the light of day finally dawned for our sick one, we experienced an apparently popular tradition (as evidenced by sold out shows and throngs of people!) of seeing a movie Christmas day. 
In the end, nothing mattered except that we were all in it together! And perhaps my little scrabble tile had multiple meanings – from Ready to Recalibrate. Thanks be to God for his indescribable gifts, whatever form they come in!
And we are especially thankful for the gift of our Savior. No matter where we are.







