Our Frist Christmas together in Texas - 1982 It's Christmas Eve morning and I am excited for whatever the day brings especially the coming of the birth of Jesus and the blessings and grace that await each new day. This morning I’m also reflective with emotions and thoughts about my dad who died 23 years ago on Christmas Morning and my mom who died 27 years ago in November. In my heart I know that they are together in heaven celebrating with Jesus and all those I love who have gone home to glory and that brings peace and comfort to my heart. My heart is also filled with so much gratitude because my parents left us with so many wonderful traditions and family memories, family was everything to them. They always instilled in us a spirit of gratitude and unconditional love, and I am so grateful that never was there ever a time that I talked to my mom or dad that I did not tell them how much I loved them. I was by mom’s side when she drew her last breath and I saw the lov...
This morning I did my prayers and readings in my prayer room and then went outside to enjoy some time in the backyard oasis while I shared my reflections on today's Jesus Calling by Sarah Young. And today's reading always reminds me of one of my favorite books " Hinds Feet on High Places" by Hanna Hurnard. I believe that the journey to the mountaintop, the experiences along the way, the gorgeous views and the beauty that it seen on the climb enriches the experience not only along the way up and when I get to the top and take in the beauty of God's nature all around me. It also fortifies me for the climb back down. While I would love to stay on the mountaintop, I know that I will have to make the trek back down. And what a blessing to take it all with me on the way down and and beyond for whatever comes next I am back in the valley.