I like Christmas time. I like the look of the season, greens and reds, plaids, candy cane stripes. I will even admit to liking the Grinch story. I don't like the new weird blue lights, they hurt my eyes. I can't decide it they are too neon or too blue, but they are hard to look at. The colors of Christmas years ago were green, red, gold and silver/white. I like variety, just not the new blue.
It's always a race to get the tree up. With an anniversary in December and still cleaning up from Thanksgiving, it's a struggle to schedule in time for tree shopping and house decorating. This year we didn't get the garland up, I couldn't find it until last week and I'm so done. Oh, and in all that time, I made gifts to ship and gave loads of thoughts to what each person would appreciate. Now, the week before Christmas, I am off to the mall to get gifts for those who I can't make for and live near by.
This year marks a sad time for my very closest friend. Her dad is gravely ill. They will have to leave just before Christmas to see him. My heart feels for her and her family. What a way to mark the season, waiting for death. I hate the sadness. Would that I could take the pain away, I would do it gladly. Thankfully, I am not God (anyone would be very happy about that if they have crossed my path) and He gave her dad eternal life, so while she and her family prepare to say good bye to a man dearly loved by all his family, there is the greatest gift given to man, from God, at Christmas time, the gift of a Savior and eternal life. I walked this path a few years ago, and it ain't easy. I hope to be a good prayer warrior during these following months and years for her, her mom and all the family. For those who read this, rest assured I will be one of many praying for you specifically.
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