|This is a gratuitous picture of Christmas cuteness at church.|
Every year I have a Christmas conflict within myself. It has to do with how to celebrate, how to decorate, how to give, how to remember the poor, how to not be COMPLETELY ridiculous in our extravagance and wealth. It paralyzes me, and keeps me from writing. This happened to me last year, as well, as you'll see in this post. Maybe next year I'll have it figured out.
For now, I'm joining the Gratitude Community in listing the gifts of the Father.
O come Thou rod of Jesse
Free Thine own from Satan's tyranny
From depths of hell Thy people save
And give them victory o'er the grave!
#1088 last day of school before vacation
#1089 cookies from friends
#1090 intriguing discussion with 4th and 5th graders about heaven
#1091 warm boots
#1092 Compassion kids
#1093 thinking of the first Christmas and God's condescension
#1094 Christmas shopping with the children for their siblings
#1095 the Grinch and what he learned - Christmas came all the same
#1096 oldest son cracking us all up with his British accent
#1097 older saints with wisdom galore
#1098 free workouts on demand
#1099 words -- what a gift
#1100 the Word made flesh