Sausage in the skillet. Little bit singing Rudolph. I want to freeze her. No one else songs these anymore. My 12 year old wants to believe but he's really not. And he's not interested in the elf anymore. They grow up so fast. In a way it's easier when they know its you. The economy the way it is makes Santa really scarce. I miss the hiding of the presents. They know there aren't any. But in light of what happens in Connecticut I'm blessed to have what I have. A Sunday with all my babies and many more to come. Lord be within the hearts of those who lost so much. Comfort the little ones who saw too much. This is all too much. We ask where is God. He's here. He's in our hearts. We need to replace our hearts with His.
It's Sunday. His day. And grace falls like rain.
Sunday, December 16, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
Tis the Season
I cannot believe I said it. My words like venom spewed. " it's the ugliest tree I've ever seen". And just like that we all came undone. Doors slammed and the tree went back in the box. The box that my husband and 8 year old daughter had just unloaded. She had picked out the star for the top and she was beaming. Until I ..... Well. You know.
It really wasn't just about the tree. It was about so much more. I should be grateful. Praising God for what He just did. And had done. He found the perfect job for my
Husband. He starts immediately. It's what we've yearned for. A job with a future. But what about now? If it was September it would be different. I'm just being honest. But it's Christmas. And we have no money for gifts and yes we have everything else we need but one still believes in Santa and thinks there will be a specific doll under the tree for her. That tree I took back.
So how do I make up for this? How do I change this for us? I can't do anything about the circumstances but I can change me or better yet let Him change me. Make Christmas about Him. Give gifts to Him. Start a new one. It'll sting at first but change hurts. And we will thank Him for everything. Gratitude turns to grace and joy fills us here.
Of course I said I was sorry and we laughed at the day we had and we started over. His mercies are new everyday. And I thank Him and name blessings for days to come. Joy to the world, The Lord has come. Right? Tis the Season to be thankful for All He Has Done.
Blessings
Kim
It really wasn't just about the tree. It was about so much more. I should be grateful. Praising God for what He just did. And had done. He found the perfect job for my
Husband. He starts immediately. It's what we've yearned for. A job with a future. But what about now? If it was September it would be different. I'm just being honest. But it's Christmas. And we have no money for gifts and yes we have everything else we need but one still believes in Santa and thinks there will be a specific doll under the tree for her. That tree I took back.
So how do I make up for this? How do I change this for us? I can't do anything about the circumstances but I can change me or better yet let Him change me. Make Christmas about Him. Give gifts to Him. Start a new one. It'll sting at first but change hurts. And we will thank Him for everything. Gratitude turns to grace and joy fills us here.
Of course I said I was sorry and we laughed at the day we had and we started over. His mercies are new everyday. And I thank Him and name blessings for days to come. Joy to the world, The Lord has come. Right? Tis the Season to be thankful for All He Has Done.
Blessings
Kim
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