Recently, I was asked to speak at an event for ministry wives in our church about how our family keeps Christ in Christmas. I had quite the story to tell, and the writer that’s left in me couldn’t let it just hang in the air like that. I had to publish it. Furthermore, I’m pretty sure I make a whole lot more sense on paper than when I’m standing up in front of people trying to figure out what to do with my hands. ;-) Forgive the length.
We have been teaching our daughter to sing “Joy to the World,” this year, and as we have been doing that, I’ve been especially moved by the line, “Let every heart prepare Him room.” I’ve wanted to paint that on my walls and write it on my mirrors. I’ve spent time praying and meditating on that phrase, and it has become my goal for our family this year — to create a space in which all the hearts in my little family can prepare Him room.
I have to admit, this is a change from recent years. Seriously, this is the first year in three that we’ve actually put up our Christmas tree, but this year’s it’s up and I’ve been reflecting on our three treeless years.
I’ve heard the best way to build blog readership is to write pretty regularly and then drop off the face of the earth for a while, and then randomly start blogging again. So because I’m totally a professional blogger, I thought I’d drop in again. Haha.
I have no plans for this blog, and you know what… I’ve finally decided it’s okay. I guess. I’ll probably go in and out of that decision like I always do. Waffle, waffle.
So, we’ve been in California over 2 months now and despite all that has entailed practically, emotionally, and spiritually, I’ve barely written about it. I’ve really just pondered all those things in my heart and left it at that. God has taught us so much through this and is still teaching us, and I’m just not up for sharing much of it… at least not now. Too fresh, too present. But I thought I’d drop a tidbit, because God is funny, y’all. And incredible. But sometimes He really likes making fun. You know, in a nice, omnipotent, all-loving kind of way.
So, it went down something like this:
22-months-old and about to take her first airplane ride! We’ve got quite the little traveler on our hands.
21-months-old. Charms everybody. Loves her class at church and that when she goes she gets “tookies,” AKA Vanilla Wafers. I’m relatively certain she sweet-talks her way into a few extra each time.
Road-tripping, Grand Canyon seeing, adventuring
My husband and I are preparing to move, and it’s a doozy — cross-country from Florida to California. I suppose we love the sunshine.
Cora is 19-months-old this April 7th! Loves “Ring Around the Rosie” and polar bears. Doesn’t want to hold hands to walk anymore. Just said the word “computer.”