Ever since we put up our Christmas tree, I find even a
greater delight sitting in my front room, snuggled within the depth of the
corner on my plush sofa, Christmas music softly playing as I take in the
splendor of it all. Each ornament hung with care by the girls and I. Each one
unique and special in its own intricate design. Some created by smaller hands
many Christmas’s ago. Yes, I love this little corner of my world.
I love it because my ornaments are a reminder of who has
gifted them, along with being passed down through the generations, or purchased
while off on a small getaway. They are all priceless heirlooms to me for they
are a gentle reminder of the ones I love and who also love me. A reminder of
beautiful years that have past. A Precious year at hand, and many more to come.
It is in this time of reminiscing of my loved ones that prompts
me to pray and give thanks for these beloved souls. To ask my Heavenly Father
to watch over them this Holiday Season and that they may know fully of the love
of our Savior who came down from Heaven. God made into flesh for the redemption
of a broken world. A love so pure and real.
“I thank my god every time I remember you.
In all my prayers for all of you, I always pray with JOY.” ~ Philippians 1:3-4
