I look at this picture and cannot recall one gift from that year. But those smiles, that red top, waiting in line, the excitement on their faces Christmas morning...I don't recall the things, but the pictures replay in my mind like a movie reel.
The older I get, the more thankful I am for the memories, the intangible tangibles that make this time so special for some, and bittersweet for others. This Christmas is a mix of all those ingredients for us, but the true reason for celebration rises to the top and focuses our gaze on what matters. I am excited about Christmas this year. Two of the most important women in my life are celebrating with Jesus, along with my dad and Papa and many others gone before.
This week, I laughed with my siblings and their families more so than we've done since before our parents died. I've watched our children walk out their faith through a valley I would never want them to experience. I am celebrating new friendships, renewed relationships, family, unrestrained love in the face of illness. I look at my husband, 22 years after we met, and see a man of God with such a generous heart paired with a sense of humor that never fails to make me laugh during the darkest times.
You may read this and think, those are not my blessings. You're right. You have your own. But we do share Jesus, and if we don't, my plea is that one day we will.
Moving with scribbles,
Amanda Williams is a forty-year old wife and mother of two who can still swing her pony tail and display just a tad of sass. She is also a Jesus loving girl who realizes she is nothing without the One who saved her. Amanda has two degrees specializing in serving students with special needs and is currently working in the field of Leadership Development. She is a Christian author, speaker, blogger, and publisher who loves serving beside her husband at her local place of worship, First Baptist Church of Ocala.