Sometimes the Christmas season brings different kinds of feelings and we miss our loved ones who have gone to Heaven and we ponder things, we ponder our Savior. Maybe you have a loved one that is elderly as my mom is...She gets forgetful sometimes and it troubles my heart, I get scared. I seek God's Face desperately in these times as I know you are too dear Readers for whatever may be troubling your hearts.
The video above touched my heart and I simply wanted to share it with you all, one of our daughters sent this beautiful version of Away in the Manger by Phil Wickham to our family and I think this brings us back to where we are supposed to be wherever we are today.
God is with us.
Random shots that to me, are fitting for this entry. If you have seen any recently please oblige.
My dad when he was a little boy with his mother, my grandmother, Amelia who I was named after. She passed away when my dad was ten. I have her underlined Bible study book from Moody, a piece of white cloth marker is in the book from her sewing, I hold it delicately, her hands held the book too back then. She was German, her parents spoke German fluently, my other grandparents were Italian and also spoke Italian. It's very interesting, my parents went to elementary school together there in the waterfront town, both founding families, and were in the same grade and same classroom. My Italian grandma knew my German grandma...My Italian grandma always said that my dad's mother was a kind, sweet and gentle woman.
My mom and dad when they were first married. Probably around 1953.
A gentle reminder of Peace and our fur angels who have passed to Heaven, this is in our guest bathroom in the corner like real kitties snuggled together on the floor. Many things to look at in there, a little museum is what one lady called it.
Our little Muffie, we so miss our little guy...He passed away in October. We've lost three fur angels in two months, just recently. It's been painful.
Some things don't change...Me when I was very little, my first puppy on my lap...Cutie. As I wrote previously I drew this in highschool.
A very old antique Christmas card, I love the little lamb looking upon Jesus. I think this is so innocent, so precious and sometimes I grieve our culture especially when I look upon something that is supposed to be Christian in nature or secular variety 'family' show and then it screams of the world and I find myself clambering to get it off the screen and out of my home. I think to myself...This is not Christmas!
But there are sweet things as above.
It brings us back to where we should be. May we remember that sweet manger and the true meaning of Christmas, there are many fun things but let's always head back home to the sweet manger.
I'll be back soon, I hope to post some sweet decorations for Christmas, and at this point New Years but I felt an urgency to post this this evening.
God is with us.