we had a wonderful christmas. it always seems to come upon me so suddenly, and i have to admit that it took me a little longer than usual to get into the spirit this year...the many losses and failures...the shooting in connecticut...the hope that seems to be fading.
but then...could it be?
*the magic of a white christmas*
i took it as a gentle and subtle reminder from God that there's still beauty in this world. He cares about us enough to do such a simple thing as give thousands of children in north texas an extra gift. as we spent the afternoon in the snow, i could feel my hope being renewed in a personal way, and i am looking forward to what a new year will hold.
and as for my 72 year old father-in-law (who's not feeling well) getting out and having a snowball fight with the boys?