Saturday, December 3, 2016

Sled Ride

I talked to my granddaughter, Skyler, today who now lives in sunny California. She longs for a white Christmas like they once had in the mountains of Virginia. She will soon be sixteen.

When I was 8 years old, we were surprised to wake up one morning to eight inches of snow, a rare treat in Georgia! It had been an unusually cold winter and Grandpa said, "If snow stays on the ground for three days, it will snow again, and it did!"

"If  it stays on the ground three days,"
Grandpa said, "It will snow some more,"
The next morning we saw snowflakes falling
Through frosted panes in the front door.
In the afternoon sun, it melted to slush,
But froze that night with an icy crust.
Icicles dangled from the traffic light,
As we dashed across the street for a snowball fight.
We Georgia kids had no flexible flyer,
So we rounded up whatever we could acquire.
We borrowed the lid from a metal trash can
And pushed the little one in an old dishpan.
With our fingers numb we charged through the door
Tracking up Mama's just-mopped floor.
Her cups of cocoa warmed our insides
And we rushed out the door for one more sled ride.

Christmas is for Receiving

Did you ever know someone who would not receive a gift from you?  I had an MIL who would not accept gifts from me, even if I went to great lengths to get the very thing she said she wanted. It made me feel awful. There was an episode on "Everybody Loves Raymond" where Ray discovers Christmas gifts from years past piled in his parents' basement, still in the original unopened boxes, because they "couldn't understand high tech stuff like tape players". It was funny on the sit com, but hurtful in real life.

It made me think about the fact that Christmas is a time for RECEIVING as well as for GIVING.
How must God feel when people refuse the wonderful gift of His Son?

I read this beautiful quote from Dale Evans Rogers:
"Christmas is giving. But Christmas is also receiving. In the Bible it says, 'As many as received Him, to them gave He the power to become the sons of God...' As many as received Him! When we understand that, we understand that receiving can be even more important than giving - at Christmas!
When we receive Christ, we experience completely the gift that is Christmas."

Friday, December 2, 2016


Watch what God does, and then you do it, like children who learn proper behavior from their parents. Mostly what God does is love you. Keep company with him and learn a life of love. Observe how Christ loved us. His love was not cautious but extravagant. He didn't love in order to get something from us but to give everything of himself to us. Love like that.
Ephesians 5:1-2 Message

There was a man in our worship band at church who played the guitar with his little four-year-old son right beside him on the platform every week playing his toy guitar. It was sweet to see that the son had all his Dad's moves down, and even his facial expressions.

Let me be a shadow in Your light
Just a small reflection of a greater love
Let me be a shadow in Your light
That falls on the lost and the lonely

I saw this photo online and I had to share it!
The caption said: Hen comforts kittens in storm.

Thursday, December 1, 2016

Tree Topper

Kaedyn loves to decorate Christmas trees. Her Mom has saved ornaments the girls have made through the years. One of my favorite is the tree topper angel with her photo.

She sang "These Are a Few of My Favorite Things" as she helped me decorate my apartment this week.

Tuesday, November 29, 2016

Through Cloud and Sunshine

My heart goes out the the people left homeless by the wildfires around Gatlinburg TN.
I couldn't get to sleep Tuesday night and watched lived coverage as 14, 000 people evacuated with very little notice. I guess this seems more real to me because I have visited that area and it is not too far from my sister in north Georgia.

I listened to my son Cameron this morning leading worship
 in the prayer room.
He was singing;
The only thing that's going to keep us in the hour of trial
 is God's voice.

I need Thy presence every passing hour.
What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power?
Who, like Thyself, my guide and stay can be?
Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me.
Henry Lyte  - Abide With Me