In 2015, as my family raced through the fall, my then first grader and three-year-old were already talking about Christmas. Barely past his 7th birthday in October, my son had moved onto Christmas. One day he asked, “Why can’t we just skip to Christmas? Advent is so boring!”
Today, eight days into the Christmas season, the Episcopal Church celebrates the Feast of the Holy Name. We celebrate this feast day on January 1st each year because it’s the day when Jesus was named by his parents and circumcised.
I must have forgotten to share my peace and joy-filled plan with the kids.
When the first day of school arrives, we celebrate like it’s a party.
Well here I am. I am stuck in the middle. The middle of Lent. And I am waiting. And I am tired of it.