This Christmas, may we see the Creator and Sustainer of Everything in the baby in the manger. Let us look upon His face and see the miracles He will perform to free captives, the compassion with which He will embrace the transgressors. As we peer into the wooden trough, may we see the wooden cross on which He came to redeem and reconcile us to Himself.
As we eat and drink, exchange gifts, give money and time to the underpriveleged, and attend church services, let us not forget Christmas is the day we celebrate the God who humbled Himself for us. Let us spend Christmas on our faces, lifting up the very spirits inside us that He came to save.
“He made himself nothing by taking the very nature of a servant, being made in human likeness. And being found in appearance as a man, he humbled himself by becoming obedient to death—even death on a cross! Therefore God exalted him to the highest place and gave him the name that is above every name, that at the name of Jesus every knee should bow, in heaven and on earth and under the earth, and every tongue acknowledge that Jesus Christ is Lord, to the glory of God the Father.” (Philippians 2:7-11)
This year the children participated in their first-ever Christmas concert. The boys played recorder
and played handbells, Brooke sang with the choir and also played handbells.
They all performed the PattyCake Polka, sweet things!
Their music teacher was wonderful! We all are excited for next semester.
Brea loved being in the audience, especially since she got to sit with her beloved Grammy,
and even got her photo taken with her favorite “star.”
Our favorite theater, Sight and Sound, in Lancaster, PA offered FREE tickets for their current show, Miracle of Christmas!
NOTE: CYBER-MONDAY SPECIALS HAVE BEEN CONTINUED ON TUESDAY. DON’T MISS OUT!
A friend told us the tree inside was beautiful, but who knew it was this glorious?
The children saved their money to buy extra-soft, inexpensive, yummy-smelling (just like the candied almonds they sell in the lobby) stuffed animals.
I snuck this shot in of the show. I hope it was okay to do that–they just asked for no flash photography. Anyhoo, I want to show you who have never been what to expect. They put on fantastic three sided theater!
Of all the fun we had that day (lunch and dinner out, meeting up with friends, buying treasures, eating candied almonds, etc.), our favorite part was having Aunt Dot join us on our field trip.
Hoping your family enjoys the upcoming Advent Season, the season we await His arrival!
Just a little summer fun before autumn.
Coming up…our fall decor.
Remember what I wrote yesterday? I couldn’t share that without sharing what happened last night.
It was 9:00 and the kids were all snug in their beds when my husband came in to tell us about his “refreshing” night swim. Four little pairs of eyes lit up with excitement…they’d been asking to go night swimming all summer. And, don’t you know, we let them! Not only did we let them, but we got in with them!!
It was stinking freezing! I got right out and bundled up in my huge terry cloth spa robe. Imagine the warmth in that. But this little voice in me kept saying, “Get in. Enjoy this moment. Don’t be a recorder of the moment, but a participant. Sear this memory in your heart, not just your mind. Love on those children! Restore your broken relationship with them.” I must have thrown off my robe and stood poised at the edge because I began to hear chanting, “Jump! In! Jump! In! Jump! In!” And next thing I knew, I was poking my head out of the frigid water, greeted by 5 very happy people. But I was happiest!
God is so faithful to restore the years the locusts have eaten. He is so wonderful to whisper truth in our spirits when we seek what we think brings us comfort. He knows! He knows what will restore our souls and our relationships. When we listen to His voice, we live from the heart, not from our own minds and plans. Thank You, God, for redeeming my day and giving me an ending that tops all others. You lavishly love me, and for that I am forever grateful!
Forget that temps are topping 100 this week. We’re having some good old-fashioned fun at home.
If you’re local and need a watering hole to jump in, give me a ring.
Of course you’ll have to be ready to act really goofy along with the rest of us.
And we just might ask you to help us practice basketball. But it’s worth it. The water is very refreshing.
Last year we missed it. This year we weren’t chancing it, even if it meant letting new little friends pick out of our buckets.
They called for rain, but we got a wonderfully cool overcast day.
The perfect day for sneaking in a few red ones.
Don’t be jealous, blueberries. We’re coming for you next week.
My favorite part of gardening is my journal.
Well, and the fresh veggies. But that’s so obvious.
I started a journal last year, and it’s been such a joy to record our progress in it. Something about putting things down in black ink makes it worthy of sharing. I think this year I’ll print out photos and tuck them in randomly. Like this one of my precious six year old watering our cucumbers and squash.
I seriously would love to continue this gardening journal for the rest of my life. Call me weird. But God has taken me from despising dirt to longing to dig my fingers into its warmth and grittiness.
In fact, I like mygardening journal so much, I’m up after midnight taking photos of it and telling you about it.
Sorry I can’t make you a salad with my veggies instead. This is the best I can do long-distance. Bon Appetit.