I've haven't been talking much this week.
That's because I've been listening instead.
I've been praying and pondering and searching.
I am very concerned about what I am going to teach my children during the Christmas holiday this year. The things that I teach my children and the activities that we do together are very important to me. In fact, nothing is more important. We had the best Christmas ever last year with our book reading and crafting that we did each day in December.
This year I want to facilitate a celebration for my family that is just as magical, that incorporates visiting the lonely, giving of ourselves to those in need, and above all else, cultivating the spirit of Jesus Christ.
I have put so much thought into how best to do this...but I have not yet arrived at a decision.
At times, it seems that the voice of the Spirit is plain and clear in my head and easily leads me along. Other days, there is simply too much noise to hear that still, small voice clearly.
It reminds me of the static that one hears when tuning a radio. I am tuning my ear to hear the station...the voice...that I want to listen to, but turn too much in one direction and I get static. Turn the dial in the other direction and the station comes in clearly for a moment, then I lose it again.
So, I am staying silent for a while, tuning, tuning, and listening.
I am confident that the Lord will lead me to just the right activities to help us as a family come to Him this Christmas.