My Christmas this year was, by far, one of the best ever. For those of you that know me you know my faith in God is a huge part of who I am, in fact I would go so far as to say it is the very core of who I am. God gave me a lesson this year on faith. It wasn’t an easy one, or necessarily a fun one, but God walked me through it and held my hand the whole time. I’m not going to go into all the details, but I will summarize by saying – the week before Christmas we were hit with a few small tragedies and God totally came through for me and my kids in huge AMAZING ways. Someday I want to share the full story as it’s really an incredible testimony of God’s love and faithfulness, but in the meantime I will suffice to say that I think God loves drama. Yep. I’m pretty sure of it. I think that a lot of times God waits till we are at the end of our rope….or dangling from a cliff…..or even about to smash into the rocks at the bottom of the ravine we fell into….that moment when we cry out to Him in desperation….and that’s when He swoops in and rescues us. God is God of His Word. (I know I’m preaching at ya’ll….but it’s such a part of who I am that it just kinda oozes out! I can’t help it!)
ANYways.
Two quick photos ( I could overwhelm you with hundreds of course, but I won’t!)
My little guy still wearing his Christmas pajamas (taken the same day as the shot’s of him below) and doing what he did best on Christmas…..eating the wrappings….in this case a bow.
And last – what my mom and I spent most of Christmas doing – keeping the baby away from from the fireplace. Yes, he’s all boy and the pyromaniac in him has already surfaced. You can see my mom’s scolding hand in the top right of the photo. Haha….amazingly he never actually managed to get close enough to touch it, though he tried so very hard. No burns! Yay!





























