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Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Christmas 2013

Today has been a wonderful Christmas day.
Very low key and enjoying our little family.

Trip put Brooks to bed tonight and asked him what his favorite thing about today was.
And he said, "My favorite thing was that I got to play with you a lot".
Wow
Of all the "presents" he got today, Trip's "presence" was his favorite. (I am such an amazing writer aren't I? You see what I just did right there?)
But really, that's a beautiful reminder of what is most important because it is easy especially with kids now to get caught up in all the gift giving and wanting to make your child's Christmas "magical".
He really does just want us around to play and spend time with him.

Christmas is and I think always will be my favorite holiday.
I love all that comes with it, and now with kids it's all so so so fun watching them get excited about everything.
But I love the hope that Christmas brings. Because the older I get the harder this world seems.
The more hurt I see in peoples lives, sad, horrible things.
And I always wonder how people can make it through this life without the hope of Christ.
The hope that Jesus brought.
Without it, nothing has meaning, nothing really matters.
So I leave with what I think is my favorite Christmas Carol,  Oh Holy Night.

Oh holy night!
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night of the dear Savior's birth!
Long lay the world in sin and error pining
Till he appear'd and the soul felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn!

Fall on your knees
Oh hear the angel voices
Oh night divine
Oh night when Christ was born
Oh night divine
Oh night divine

Led by the light of Faith serenely beaming
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand
So led by light of a star sweetly gleaming
Here come the wise men from Orient land
The King of Kings lay thus in lowly manger
In all our trials born to be our friend

Truly He taught us to love one another
His law is love and His gospel is peace

Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother
And in His name all oppression shall cease
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
Let all within us praise His holy name


A few iphone pics from the last few days......

He loved his brothers toy the most

Learning to stand in his crib

Silent Night

Piper waiting for Santa

Brooks and Mason checking on Trip

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