Peace on earth, good will to who?

Thanks to some very dear friends, our house was decorated for Christmas on December 1st. I've watched more Christmas movies than I ever have before, and since our Christmas show has been postponed til January (long story) , I don't have 6 nights of rehearsals ahead of me this week. In fact, a week from tonight, I will be three days away from some time in the Poconos with the hubby and the pup. But as I sit watching the Grinch this evening, I feel more like the Grinch than the Whos. I feel like my heart is two sizes too small this year. I made sure to not think about Christmas music until the day after Thanksgiving, which we've been listening to ever since. But yet, as I sing along to yet another version of "I'll be home for Christmas", I find myself still refusing to let people into traffic lines ahead fo me and mumbling under my breath when they show their lack of knowledge of traffic laws. I'd like to say I'm praying that the Christmas spirit finds me soon, but I think that's part of the problem. I've been letting my frustration at life's situations so affect me that it's not just the Christmas spirit that's eluding me, it's the Spirit of the Lord that I've turned my back on. I wish I had a nice snappy way to wrap up this post, some sort of resolve. I so want resolve. So much so that I often refuse to end a story or thought without one. But I'm afraid tonight resolve eludes me as much the Christmas spirit. So I'll end in the immortal words of Cindy Lu Who. "Where are you Christmas? Why can't I find you?.... Did Christmas change or just me?"