12 Dec Feeling Grateful At Christingle
Yesterday was my first day of freedom from the 9-5 routine. It started in a pretty standard way for me: hair drying a school jumper because we don’t have a tumble drier and I’d forgotten to wash and dry them in time; trip to the tip to get rid of all the Amazon boxes (again) and a run to clear my head, but this time to collect the car after a night spent putting the world to rights with Rainbeaubelle.
I pottered round the house for most of the doing some jobs before heading off to school at 3.20 to collect the girls. This Friday was their Christingle service and whether you are religious or not, I don’t think you could fail to be moved by a collection of kids so proudly standing straight up at the front of Church singing in the choir and smiling out at the rest of the congregation. The Church was literally busting at its seams as children and parents poured out of school and across to this service. A few Christmas Carols, readings by the older children, Father John proudly explaining how the community had come together to make the celebration happen and the children collecting their Christingle candles. Seeing all those people in one place together celebrating community and all that we have to be thankful for made me feel like this was what Christmas should all be about.
Normal service (and the commercialisation of Christmas) resumes today as we visit Thomas Land in driving rain to see Santa and celebrate hubby’s birthday!