Christmas Eve
Stories!
You know I have a story for every occasion and on this particular Christmas Eve, I'm going to share this one, for a friend.
Last Friday night, one of the guys in the hangar was being funny, and blasting a moldy oldie; Tiny Tim's Tiptoe Through the Tulips. I looked at my boss and told him sternly, but jokingly, "Fix it. Make it stop!" His reply, "you have far worse problems in your life than this".
Merry Christmas to me.
The snow is falling, the tree is decorated. There are presents now where there were none before, and thanks to God for the overtime money which provided them. I found just the right gift for each person on my list. I found some things I didn't even know I was looking for, too. And although everything I did was last-minute, the things I bought would have been on my list to begin with.
My poor sister, though, is again a victim of her brother who feels like he needs to buy something for her. My mom won't accept anything that collects dust, so I'm somewhat limited on what I can select for her. Gift card, though, is something that works well. Nephew gets cash. That's always the right size and color, but my poor sister gets shopped for. Y'all should feel for her because I honestly have no idea what to buy her. That didn't stop me last year and it didn't stop me this year, either.
Love ya, sis!
I mentioned a light snow is falling. Christmas eve snow is always the best and depending on how much we get, means I'll be early for church this evening. I was ill yesterday and slept for many more hours than normal. I feel better today and maybe I'll eat something today. I'm kind of the snow removal guy this year, so it's up to me to make sure the walks will be clear. I'm grateful for the chance to serve. I'm most thankful this year, that it waited to snow hard until later in the day instead of last night. I didn't feel at all well last night, either.
Me and the muttleys are cosy on the bed. I'd planned to clean out the small bedroom and set it up as an office but that didn't happen. My bathroom needs to be finished, too, but that's not going to happen either. Not until after the first of the year. I have the walls patched and everything. I just need to buy a couple of gallons of paint. I like the white cabinet doors, but flat paint was not the right choice.
It was all I had, though.
All I had.
Today is Christmas Eve; it's the day before we celebrate the birth of our Savior and giving all He had was what His life was about. I want you to think about that as you think about what you gave. He came into this world, in the most humble of circumstances; circumstances ordered by God to achieve His purposes. Think about Jesus' birth... He was born in Bethlehem, as prophesied, because Caesar ordered a tax and had every man to his own town to be counted and taxed. Joseph was of the lineage of King David, who was born in Bethlehem, and so Jesus was. God used one of the most powerful men on the planet at the time, in Caesar, to work His will. Jesus was born in Bethlehem, over 2,000 years ago, and nothing since then has been the same.
Jesus lived the most significant life ever lived by a man. He owned nothing, and changed everything.
And that's what this is all about. All I had was a gallon of flat paint. No, that's not true. I have more than I'll ever need. Ever. A stupid statement like that makes me stop and take inventory. I have friends, great kids, and family that will be here tomorrow. Me and the mutts and the puddy tat are warm in the snow. There is tv. There is food in the fridge and tomorrow, we'll be wearing silly paper crowns around the dinner table. We will be well-fed.
All I have is more than I need. And I have something more precious than gold. I have Jesus in my life.
And if that's all I ever have, that's all I'll ever need.
Merry Christmas, gang.
You know I have a story for every occasion and on this particular Christmas Eve, I'm going to share this one, for a friend.
Last Friday night, one of the guys in the hangar was being funny, and blasting a moldy oldie; Tiny Tim's Tiptoe Through the Tulips. I looked at my boss and told him sternly, but jokingly, "Fix it. Make it stop!" His reply, "you have far worse problems in your life than this".
Merry Christmas to me.
The snow is falling, the tree is decorated. There are presents now where there were none before, and thanks to God for the overtime money which provided them. I found just the right gift for each person on my list. I found some things I didn't even know I was looking for, too. And although everything I did was last-minute, the things I bought would have been on my list to begin with.
My poor sister, though, is again a victim of her brother who feels like he needs to buy something for her. My mom won't accept anything that collects dust, so I'm somewhat limited on what I can select for her. Gift card, though, is something that works well. Nephew gets cash. That's always the right size and color, but my poor sister gets shopped for. Y'all should feel for her because I honestly have no idea what to buy her. That didn't stop me last year and it didn't stop me this year, either.
Love ya, sis!
I mentioned a light snow is falling. Christmas eve snow is always the best and depending on how much we get, means I'll be early for church this evening. I was ill yesterday and slept for many more hours than normal. I feel better today and maybe I'll eat something today. I'm kind of the snow removal guy this year, so it's up to me to make sure the walks will be clear. I'm grateful for the chance to serve. I'm most thankful this year, that it waited to snow hard until later in the day instead of last night. I didn't feel at all well last night, either.
Me and the muttleys are cosy on the bed. I'd planned to clean out the small bedroom and set it up as an office but that didn't happen. My bathroom needs to be finished, too, but that's not going to happen either. Not until after the first of the year. I have the walls patched and everything. I just need to buy a couple of gallons of paint. I like the white cabinet doors, but flat paint was not the right choice.
It was all I had, though.
All I had.
Today is Christmas Eve; it's the day before we celebrate the birth of our Savior and giving all He had was what His life was about. I want you to think about that as you think about what you gave. He came into this world, in the most humble of circumstances; circumstances ordered by God to achieve His purposes. Think about Jesus' birth... He was born in Bethlehem, as prophesied, because Caesar ordered a tax and had every man to his own town to be counted and taxed. Joseph was of the lineage of King David, who was born in Bethlehem, and so Jesus was. God used one of the most powerful men on the planet at the time, in Caesar, to work His will. Jesus was born in Bethlehem, over 2,000 years ago, and nothing since then has been the same.
Jesus lived the most significant life ever lived by a man. He owned nothing, and changed everything.
And that's what this is all about. All I had was a gallon of flat paint. No, that's not true. I have more than I'll ever need. Ever. A stupid statement like that makes me stop and take inventory. I have friends, great kids, and family that will be here tomorrow. Me and the mutts and the puddy tat are warm in the snow. There is tv. There is food in the fridge and tomorrow, we'll be wearing silly paper crowns around the dinner table. We will be well-fed.
All I have is more than I need. And I have something more precious than gold. I have Jesus in my life.
And if that's all I ever have, that's all I'll ever need.
Merry Christmas, gang.
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