Somedays I just sit. As if I’m waiting, maybe watching for something different. Perhaps I’m in a daydream, or quietly thinking of better days ahead, instead of what’s behind. I have to stop those tireless thoughts & hold onto the memories of what was never lost; those precious times & tender moments that fill my heart & deepen my soul. Who’s to say we cannot fly as we ride the wings of dreamy nights or gaze up at the star filled lights! I often tell myself to never, ever, forget. I need to remember the good & be thankful for the blessings that He gives. I look upon a moonlit sky & think back on all those sleepless nights. Awakened from my comfy bed, I’d hear the sounds of my crying baby’s blues, or listen to his brothers giggly toddler moods. The joyful sound of pitter patters running wildly down the stairs, hoping to find Saint Nicklaus gifts, underneath the Christmas tree. How fast they grow, we’d all been told. But on the day it happens, we feel… well, quite honestly… old! A candy kiss by our children’s lips could only taste so sweet. Those cute & cuddly snuggle-buns, so innocent & young. Those were days that never ended, but now I dearly miss! The ghost of Christmas past, leaves memories of such joyful laughter. Yet during these precious times of sweetness, there often comes some hardship with a bit of bitterness. Maybe that’s the way we learn & grow. We’re challenged to rise above the struggle & be all that we’re created to become. Look at that 1st Christmas night our Savior entered in. His parents traveled long & far, to only be rejected. From an inn that sent them to, a common stable barn. What questions we can all surmise of our Creators plan to give us life, through His Sons birth into this world of strife. It’s a mystery, a miracle, a beautiful scene of hope & faith. When I look into a newborns eyes, I can’t help but see the hand of God & think; how perfect that little one’s made, with so much beauty & love from God! That’s what I want to see when I think of timeless moments, simple dreams & distant memories at this time of year. The reason for this season is a precious gift of love… God’s love to us, we give to others & we share this Christmas story… a beautiful scene indeed! May you have a Blessed & Merry Christmas!
