As we prepare to spend time in sabbath peace with out families, I just wanted to write a few words about what this joyous holy-day means to me, and how this year has been different than many previous occasions.
Sadly, Victoria came down with a yucky stomach bug on Wednesday. As she began to feel better on Friday, Frank somehow caught the virus and has also been laid low by it. So, my job over the past few days has been combined nurse, cook, caretaker, and wrapper.
Despite the fact that my beloved husband and daughter have been ill, the time with them is precious. We are still making memories. At this moment, both are curled up watching Charlie Brown’s Christmas and we have a number of other Christmas classics to go through before the day is over.
Although they aren’t feeling 100 percent, we are still planning some really wonderful things to do over the next few days.
Incidentally, it struck me that our experience this year mirrors the country. President Trump has worked hard to undo the many atrocities committed by his predecessor. The country is not completely healed after 11 months, but it is on the road to recovery.
The general atmosphere in town was one of hope. I heard ‘Merry Christmas’ everywhere I went over the past week or so, and the people just seemed happier. A far cry from the feeling of oppression that hovered over he nation during the horrid years of Obama.
So, to add to this I thought a reminder of our nation’s roots would be appropriate. The wise men and women instrumental in the creation of the United States were believers. Although they may have differed in convictions (and who doesn’t), they all believed in God’s mercy and kindness.
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As Christians, they understood the gift given to the world more than 2000 years ago.
I also understand it. I am humbled by God’s grace to mankind… to me. His birth is GOOD NEWS! It’s exciting, wonderful, and eternal!
From Frank, Victoria and me, may your Christmas celebration be blessed!