Lost

So sorry I have been slow in posting. I admit it, I have been lost in the holiday bustle. There is so much to do and every year, when it is over, I think "why did I get so stressed out?" The truth is I have to fight against the desire to give millions of presents. I think it is because my family was very poor most of my life and somehow at Christmas there was always a lot of toys. Truthfully, I don't know how my mom (single mom) did it. Even when she was alive she would give my kids way over what we could. She would have a whole tree filled with gifts where as Gene's family gave one gift each. Which was fine, but somehow I have been conditioned that it isn't Christmas without lots of gifts. In comes the Lord's sweet whisper into my head saying it is about the gift He gave. We never celebrated the true meaning of Christmas at my home. My mom would drop us off at church sometimes but she herself would never grace the doors. I always imagined something horrible must have happened to her. She was a Southern Baptist and I have pictures of her in choir robes. Oh well, I guess I will never know. I hope this year I can survive that feeling of "did I get enough?". Why am I writing this? I don't know..... I hope it encourages someone to slow down, especially myself and look at the wonders around you. Look at the true meaning of Christmas. Jesus came and gave himself for us that we might live eternally. In a place where our treasure does not get stolen and the moth does not eat our expensive clothes! In a place where there is no more pain or suffering and most of all no sorrow, regrets or tears!

Oh yes...that is my sweet grand daughter (like you didn't know). Another thought....I can't remember my own kids at that age. I want to enjoy every minute I have with her. Don't you wish you could eat like that?