Merry Christmas, everyone

I can’t believe it’s only a few days before Christmas. I love this time of year. The house is decorated and cozy, twinkling lights dancing in shadow against the walls. The aroma of baking cookies fills the house and as soon as the sun goes down, I’m going to light a fire in the fireplace and curl up on the couch with a few cookies.

Most of my shopping is done, though I have a few things left to buy Tony. We like to open, okay, I like to open lots of things Christmas morning. What a great time of year, isn’t it?

Psych!!!

It’s not Christmas, it’s July. It’s hot and you all know it had to be a fairytale when I wrote, ” the aroma of baking cookies fills the house” Puleeze!

I’m in Tallahassee this weekened with the fam. All the kids are here and we are helping Mom with more yard work. While Dad’s health declined, they never got things done on and in the house that they wanted. The garage needs organizing and Dad’s office cleaned out and organized, pictures need hanging.

The house is beautiful and the furniture so nice. It will be good for Mom to have things in place.

Pressing forward – I’ve been impressed lately with Phil 3:13 – 14, “… forgetting the things that are behind and pressing forward to what lies ahead.” I’ve posted this before, but it’s worth remembering. If we go through life looking over our shoulder, we’ll eventually wreck. We cannot revel in our failure, neither can we revel in our success.

We have to press on to the high calling of God in Christ Jesus! High calling. We have a high calling! What is that calling? To be the Bride of the Prince of Peace!

What makes forgetting the past and looking to the future more promininent in my life lately is that my Dad is in a box on the fireplace hearth. Is that wierd or what? I walked in yesterday afternoon and there he was. The most influnential man in my life is in a box.

While I miss him, still, my life goes on. My work is not done on this earth. I so want to stand before the Lord and hear, “Well done, good and faithful servant.” Even more, “Come to the dance of the Bridegroom.”

Life is good. God is good. Peace out.