Merry Christmas! Yesterday, we celebrated the second night of Christmas…
the day started with an impromptu play date with my neighbor…friend…accountability partner…..mother of my daughter’s best friends….
we tried to end the gathering for over an hour…but the girls kept getting distracted with more and more topics to talk through…
and by girls I mean the thirty-somethings sitting at the kitchen table over shrimp cocktail, kettle corn and lemonade…nothing says the Second day of Christmas like
lemonade …like christian fellowship for all ages.
..mid afternoon brought an email from a friend written in Ann Voskamp’s wonderful style…a thank you that joy coated my heart–warmth–fullness– transported me to the back seat of her SUV to enjoy the conversation between her and her little one…..
Dinner’s conversation on a collaboration Boss Man and I are planning for the girls’ valentine’s gift…how many apostrophe’s can I get in one sentence?
I am excited about working with my husband on a creative project and for our progeny
A simple Christmas hymn at bed time with the girls after bible reading and a hard mile on the treadmill…hmmm is this what the second day of Christmas should look like?
…… I realized I did not find my quiet time…I shot up my prayers through the day but my special time with God was confined to my post midnight reading ……so today I ponder as I prepare for my quiet time… What songs did Jesus sing? Who did he play with in the streets of Nazareth? Did he have a pet? A kitten? a Dog? it doesn’t matter I know for if it did the bible would have spoken on the topic…but these are the questions of little girls and I am his little girl….and I want to know him…so as I ponder the gifts he has given to me I wonder if he enjoyed them on earth…as I attempt to ponder his delight in my girls…Boss Man ….me…