Praying yours was filled with His blessings and the
remembrance of a King that came to earth
in the form of a baby that lay in a lowly manger.
He grew, was tortured and killed by his own.
When he arose and ascended into Heaven,
he carried our sins with him
to lay at the feet of God, his Father.
Our Christmas was a nice one, a quiet one,
a day that began with heavy water fall,
startling lightening flashes, and flooding. And
ended with dinner at a daughter's home, a warm bowl of soup,
fresh from the oven cookies, and the giggles of grandbabies.
Now one begins to think of Winter and its barrenness.
Happens to be my favorite season. My very favorite!
I pray you and yours are safe, warm and grateful ~
for with all the ugly in Life, He sends gifts.
Blessings as we head toward a brand new year ~