Christmas is but a few days away! It has suddenly crept up upon me, and now the last minute details that must be attended to are rushing in! Shopping and mailing have finally been accomplished, and now I am baking cookies. Packing and planning for our trip is now on the agenda!
Last Sunday after prayer time at church, a prophetic lady approached me and said she saw my hands like a bowl spilling over! I wasn't sure what that meant, but the next day my hands were unusually busy. The first blog I had written in months poured out of my new laptop (my kids surprised me with an early Christmas present). Browning sausage and chopping peppers, I made breakfast burritos, helped hubby with his ministry video, put on a pot of beans, baked a chocolate sheet cake, flew through housework and organized my jewelry box!
After weeks of feeling under the weather and seeing a doctor for a pulled muscle, the steroid shot I received may have been partly responsible for my surge of energy and sense of well-being, but I give God the glory anyway! I can't wait to see what else is in store for me!
I was so excited about the Christmas package I sent to our youngest set of grandchildren, with instructions to open them on arrival as I watched on FaceTime. Two-year-old Isaac knew exactly what to do as he claimed his box and said, "Mine!" He pulled out the little drum set with small instruments inside and began immediately to strum on the miniscule guitar!
I went off the grid a bit with gifts for my granddaughters, 6 and 9. Since they never get snow in Houston, when I saw a toy snow-ball launcher, I thought they would get a kick out of it and purchased one for each of them. Imagine my disappointment when they tried the plastic shooters and the Styrofoam balls dropped limply to the floor! Thankfully their father told me yesterday that he had figured out how to work them and they gave a satisfying pop when they were pumped into action!
Resisting last-minute bargains is hard. I had largely stayed out of the stores, but on a foray yesterday, eye-popping temptations were everywhere! A surprising snow and frigid temperatures the day before found us out in it reveling in the mist of flurries that swirled around us as we completed our errands.
There is so much in this season to enjoy! I love saying "Merry Christmas" to store employees, though some are not allowed to say it back. Jesus was probably not born in the winter, but long tradition has had us remembering His birth at this time. I am thankful for the bright spot of Christmas in our present darkened world. A time to reach out to others, whether friend, family, or those for whom those silver bells are ringing on every corner. May our hands continue to spill over!
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