It is so good to be at home.
While I wouldn't trade our Disney trip right before Christmas, I am loving just hanging out at home in our pajamas until noon, enjoying this last week of the Christmas tree and decor, and being with my people. And drinking peppermint tea. And looking for good recipes involving black-eyed peas for New Year's Day.
And..... cleaning up after my children and their new sets of playdough, a Christmas gift from my brother. It was my suggestion, since I know how they love to create all sorts of playdough masterpieces, but now I'm wondering what I was thinking when my brother asked me what they might like for Christmas.
While we seem to be all well now, I'm not sure that we're out of the woods yet on this virus our whole family seems to be passing around. Cash is still pale four days later, Gracie is feeling warm and coughing some this morning, and I still feel the need to drink crazy amounts of honey and lemon and peppermint tea. So for that reason alone, it's good to be at home.
I can't wait to share with you the tales of our Disney experience but alas, I haven't downloaded the pics yet, and people....you need pics and so do I. We had a ball, and we seemed to hit it just right on the weather, for the most part. We did a different park every day, rode all sorts of rides, and encountered all sorts of characters, princesses, food items, and gift shops galore.
But the point of this post is not to give you a recap of our Disney adventure - THOUGH THAT ONE WILL BE COMING IN TWO PARTS, DEAR FRIENDS. Actually, the point of this post is to continue my thoughts from the other day and share with you a Christmas/New Year hope and prayer.
I love the Christmas holidays. I love the excitement and anticipation of the whole season. I love the wreaths, the jingle bells, the trees, the lights, the food, the nativity. I love the wonder of it all. I love the hope of the coming new year. I feel certain we all do.
And this year, the wonder of our Christ child's birth is especially poignant and meaningful for me, because through a series of family events, and some huge life lessons, and some serious inner workings of my heart, it seems the theme of the year has been hope.
Hope for restoration. Hope for new beginnings. Hope for redemption.
So, after a year of some hard situations and a truly acute realization in so many areas of my life of just how much I need Jesus, I am particularly grateful and awestruck and humbled by this season of Christ's birth. For through Him and what He did for us, we are saved.
We are saved....and because we are saved, our past, present, and future is redeemed by the blood of the Lamb. Praise the King of Kings.
So that's the theme of this year.... and my prayer for the new one. I'm believing God for that redemption in several parts of my life and those lives of whom I love. The words of this wonderful song recorded by the Christian group Selah sum up my heart on the matter......
For every choice that led to shame
And all the love that never came
For every vow that someone broke
And every lie that gave up hope
We live in the shadow of the fall
But the cross says these are all
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But you never know the miracle the Father has in store
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
Merry Christmas and Happy New Year.