I am running a bit behind in my posting, and usually don't get around to writing until later in the evening, so this "Friday" post will most likely not get seen until Saturday. Oh well! I should be doing my Christmas cards right now, but I just can't seem to get with the program, so I will sit here and write and maybe I will get inspired to write our annual Christmas letter. We've sent out a Christmas letter for almost every year since I can remember. Oftentimes it was a way to let people know where we were and if we had a new address. I would try to send them out early enough so people would know where to send our Christmas cards! LOL. Thankfully we have settled down (hopefully for good, but I never can promise anything...that's God's department, not mine), and our address should remain the same for many more years, Lord willing.
I had to get some more printer ink before I could write the letter, and then I had to get some Christmas cards to put with the letter . We went to Walmart the other day looking for boxes of Christmas cards, and they did not have a one! Not one box! They had some little packages of a few cards and single cards, but no boxes! I ran into several people also looking for cards, and we even had some interesting conversations about the issue...total strangers all with the same problem! Except for one dear lady who informed us when she overheard a couple of us ladies commiserating, that she ordered her cards months ago from some company that prints the signature and the return address on the envelope and all she had to do was put them in the envelopes and address them and put on the stamp, and she already mailed all her cards the day after Thanksgiving! I wanted to say "Well bless your heart" to her, and of course mean it in a very sweet southern way, of course...but I refrained and thanked her for the kind information, because someone might misconstrue what I meant by "bless your heart". It seems there's a double meaning for that here in the south...and truly I only want to express good will and Christmas joy wherever I go...
Okay, I am sorry if it seems as though I am writing a speech or something. It's time to slow down and have a moment of peace and rest. How about you? I know some of you may also feel the need to put everything on "pause" for a little while and just dwell in the quietness of the real meaning of Christmas...a little newborn Babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger...a rustic cattle stall, because there was no room in the Inn. (Luke 2:7)
Can you imagine with me how all of nature just stopped and knelt down in awe and wonder when that baby was born?
And now to get those Christmas cards done...
