Merry Christmas

I keep telling myself I am going to sit down and blog on a more regular basis. This never happens, no matter how good my intentions are. I used to LOVE to write, even contemplated making it my career. Who knows what happened to that passion? I still don’t. I like writing but just don’t seem to put the time into it anymore.

Anyway, that’s not even why I started this tonight. Tonight is Christmas Eve. How amazing that its that time of year again. I am not going to lie, I am glad its almost done though. Its been a rough holiday season. Alex’s dad had him tonight and I went to Christmas service. It was beautiful. It was a total reminder of what this time of year is all about.

Now, keep in mind, we wouldn’t have Christmas without Easter… interesting thought that keeps ping ponging around in my head.

We all hear the story of Christmas year in and year out with the holidays… its amazing. Can you imagine being Mary and having and ANGEL come to you and tell you your pregnant?! I would put myself in an institution, in seconds flat. I would think I was INSANE seeing an angel, hearing I am pregnant still being a virgin. Then take Joseph, seriously this man needs more credit and respect. His fiancée comes to him, tells him she’s pregnant with the Lord’s child and is still a virgin. Most men, in this day and age would have RUN for the hills so quick there wouldn’t even be dust left. However, he stayed with her, withstood the rumors and questioning looks, and became a father to God’s son. In this day and age that wouldn’t happen, at least in my opinion. Look at the population of single mom’s out there to start with. Then they travel and have no where to stay and Mary delivers in a manager non the less!! I think we have become all so accustomed to the way this is handled today it seems even more outlandish.

After service tonight, I walked out of the church feeling ready for Christmas. It was if a weight had been lifted from my shoulders and the Christmas spirit had replaced it. Now I am sitting here, sipping peppermint hot chocolate (my all time favorite) and making bread. Alex is on his way back with his daddy and Santa comes tonight. Christmas is exciting again with a two year old. He sees Santa and tells me “ho ho ho” and every time I plug in my Christmas lights he says “pretty.” Ahh, yes, the everyday reminders of the blessings of children.