| As I sit here in my Kitchen enjoying a few minutes of solitude (my oldest granddaughter is sleeping on the couch, we have a busy day planned), the atmosphere is quiet and peaceful in spite of the fact "it is cold in here". The cold woke me at 8 am with the thought, "I must be out of fuel." I planned to call for delivery on Friday but became busy and by the time I remember to make the call it was closed. I knew I would be running out soon. We've had some cold days this month, Dropping to the mid -40s in our area at times. Slighty cold :) A fire is now crackling in the fireplace and the car is warming as I sit here sipping on a delicious cup of tea. The flames from the fire seem to warm the house as my thoughts drift. The fireplace was built by my dad years ago. This home was the family home I grew up in. It holds many memories for all family who enter. As I look around the kitchen taking in the holiday decorations. I find I am drawn to the Nativity set on the shelf. It has been a part of my Christmas display for the past 20 years. Year after year the Christmas story is being told when the question's surface about the figures. My children where always filled with excitement as we would unpack the fragile pieces for another Christmas celebration. Now my grandchildren are the ones that ask, "grandma", "can we set up the Nativity"? One Christmas I bought a wise man that I had came across at second hand store. (One of my favorite shopping places). I stood it in the manger that year. When my grandaughter noticed it, she called out, "Grandma", "there's a stranger in the manger"! Grandchildren are such blessings. We talked about all the strangers that must have gathered that Holy night. The manger is showing some wear and tear though looking cold and dim at first glance. The figures have missing and chipped parts due to little hands that have touched it over the years. The stall is barren of hay, one single cow is resting to the side. My thoughts turn to that Holy night when Christ was born. In surroundings so meek and cold. I notice The Nativity set has taken on a peaceful, warm glow, as my focus is drawn to the baby in the manger. No matter how bleek the surroundings that night, it had to have been the most wonderful place in the world to be at that moment. I believe God has a plan for each of our lives and he knows the trials we will face. I believe through his son he offers a way, a strength and a hope that will carry us our bleekest moments. During one of the converstation with my oldest son after the final surgery, I had replyed, "I don't know how people would make it through this life without God." With strong convection, He replyed, "Mom", "they would'nt ". I Thank you God for this Quiet moment this morning. For a moment out of the busy Holiday season I have stopped and been able to focus on the true meaning of Christmas, being truely blessed by doing so. I am still working on the update page about my son. He is doing fantastic. It has been almost three months sence the final surgery. The Surgeon said we would be able to tell how sucessful the surgery will be after the first three months. He is doing so well right now, it is truely amazing. There are still many unknowns. We will never be able to say he will never have another seizure. But, he has been seizure free sence the surgery. The storms have cleared now and he is for this moment catching on living his life the way he has longed to for so long. More soon. I must run now and get some fuel as the days activities beckon me. Merry Christmas & God's Blessing on One and All |
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