We had a fun Advent dinner last night. We were going to go to Jeff and Christie's house (I love the way she makes spaghetti sauce) but we had a little change of plans due to busyness at Kelli's so we switched our dining place to our house so I could go pick up Kelli's girls. Jeff and Christie and the boys graciously agreed to come to our house for dinner instead (my spaghetti sauce came from a jar). Anyway, we had our "lighting of the first Advent candle" time after we ate.
Daddy (tired from making wood stairs all day) read the scripture. I love seeing our kids lie on the sofa like they did when they were teenagers (happy mom moment) and to see Jeff there with his gentle and gracious wife made my heart even gladder (is that a word?)Clara and Millie found some dresses in the basement (Lori, if you are reading this, do you recognize the bridesmaid dress I wore at your gorgeous wedding? LOVE!)
Noah let Millie give him a nice cousin hug.
I lit the candle again this morning. We don't have any greens. I must figure this out.
And more randomness (which if you know me and my tendency to skip around does not surprise you - LOL) I drew a Christmas dress this morning. Did you have a Christmas outfit when you were a kid? My mother made time for sewing and one year we had plaid cotton dresses. I wish I could find fabric with that plaid. I bought two pair of tights but then I realized that I don't have any dresses one might wear with tights. I looked at dresses online today, but I'm very behind when it comes to fashion and everything I looked at was too shiny. Do you like this little coat dress?
Come to think of it, I don't have anywhere I go that requires the wearing of a dress. Ha!
I guess the tights will have to languish in my sock drawer.
We're going to go to the mall and walk, walk, walk. If I walk a lot in the morning then I can sit around and knit and not worry that my heart might get used to living a slothful existence and lose its ability to beat with vigor.
I hope your day is breezy and maybe a little bit thoughtful in this season of red and green, candles and cookies. Christmas isn't a tradition. Traditions spring forth from the holy season, but without Jesus it's just "going through the motions" guided by culture. I wouldn't bother jumping on that train.
My Savior came. God's SON. He came to save me from my sin, my selfishness, my preoccupation with my small perspective.
Whether or not I'm "getting it" as I prepare for Christmas doesn't really matter. He gets it. He's GOD. Whew. I am ever thankful for the grace He gives.
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