The first week and a half of the much-anticipated Christmas season is already past. A month that is full of “musts”, and yet simultaneously is a blank slate each year, waiting for me, the Mama, to plot a course led by the Holy Spirit for this year. What will be the big rocks for this particular year? What are our hearts especially needing? What opportunities are arising that we are uniquely fitted to engage?
How can I help these little hearts see Jesus?
And so I try to listen to that small whisper, and we dance and celebrate and bake and read and play (and crash and repent) our way through these special days. We bring boughs and lights and most-special ornaments and figures into our rooms, and our everyday home becomes a place of beauty and celebration — and I remember how God Himself comes into the everyday place of my heart and makes it beautiful and heavenly, something altogether amazing.
So far, our month has included decorating, getting a tree, snuggles with Daddy, working on embroidery projects and other things, playing in fresh snow, Christmas concerts, outings, playing piano at a nursing home, and just enjoying candles and “special.”
I always love seeing Fiona’s little smile while she looks up to her big sister…thanks for the amazing pics, made my day! Xoxo
Lovely post ? especially this…”and I remember how God Himself comes into the everyday place of my heart and makes it beautiful and heavenly, something altogether amazing.” Lots of love, hugs, and a very Happy Christmas to you and your precious family!
Ha! That question mark originated as a little heart <3