I hope everyone had a blessed Christmas. I also hope that sometime during the hectic holiday season you found time to reflect and enjoy the true meaning of Christmas…Jesus. Maybe even gave Him a gift?
With Christmas running right into the New Year’s celebration, I thought it would be fun to share a great idea with all of you. Jill Jones shared this activity with us at a Sunday School Christmas party. Her daughter had shared it with her earlier. This year, as you celebrate New Years, instead of making resolutions that you know you won’t keep anyway; try making a “Top Ten” list. Jill’s daughter and her husband do this every year on their anniversary; but I thought New Year’s would be a great time to start this also.
As you celebrate with your family or friends discuss the years “Top Ten” most important events that happened in your lives. It could be weddings, births, deaths, accomplishments, disappointments, or anything worthy of a top ten list. It’s a great conversation starter and wonderful time to reflect over the year. Rachel, Jill’s daughter, writes these down and keeps a notebook from year to year.
My prayer for all of you this New Year…"The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face shine on you; the Lord turn his face toward you and give you peace.”(Numbers 6:24-26)
"And she gave birth to her firstborn son and wrapped him in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no place for them in the inn." Luke 2:7
I love the manger scene that I set up every Christmas. I spent several years looking for just the right figurines. Once I found them, my Dad made the stable for me so it is especially dear to my heart. When I set it up each year, I drape moss over the stable and situate all the figurines just so. When I’m done, it looks so warm and cozy, just like the picture I have in my mind of how that night must have looked. A smiling mother and father, a baby all bundled up in warm cloth, lying in a beautifully rustic manger with sweet clean animals all around. Such a beautiful scene… it makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside.
Paul Harvey first aired this modern day parable of the Christmas story in 1965. The first time that I heard the story, I was a little girl sitting in the back seat of my grandmother's car. This simple yet profound story made a huge impact on me. Thought I would share it with all of you and maybe in turn, you could share it with your children and grandchildren.
Have a great week!
I was having a hard time getting in “the Christmas spirit” this year, and I wasn’t completely sure why.
Do you know what I’m talking about?
I began to contemplate the reasons for my un-Christmas like attitude.
The 80-degree weather might have had something to do with it. For some reason, when I think about Christmas, I think about snow, which is really strange because living in the south, snow is a rare event. I decided to rule out snow, but it should at least be cold. After I thought about it, I remembered that in the past I have had to turn the air conditioner down so that I could have a fire in the fireplace. I decided to rule out weather completely and strike it off the list of reasons I was in a funk.
There is nothing in this world that hurts my heart more than watching one of my children struggle with a broken heart. You know, when one of our children experiences a deep hurt, I really believe that we as mothers might hurt even more than they do. We would do anything to take away the pain, but there are those times when there is absolutely nothing we can do. We beg God for help, and sometimes we even wonder if He hears our prayers.
If any of you are experiencing the pain of watching a child struggle with a broken heart, I’d like to give you some encouragement.
This past Friday night I watched in utter amazement as the Sumter High Gamecocks pulled off another heart stopping win in Summerville. The win sends them to Williams Brice to play for the state championship next Saturday. When the game was over, we all ran out onto the field to hug up on our boys. Like so many times before, I began looking for my oldest son, but this time, I wasn’t looking for a boy in a SHS uniform, I was looking for a young man in a SHS coach’s shirt.
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