Sunday, December 25, 2011



So I typed that last post in a hurry because it had been so long since the previous post. In doing so, I left emotion on the curb. I will remedy this.
When Matt came home with the Christmas tree, I was so surprised and excited. I felt so loved because of this small act of selflessness. I cried. I hugged him a thousand times and kept exclaiming, "BABY!!! We have a tree!! You got me a real TREE!!!" I had given up on the hope of a tree for our first Christmas together. Why is a little Douglas fir so important to me? Maybe because one of my favorite memories from childhood is going with my family to pick out the perfect tree. Of course, we're from Lubbock, so we went to Lowe's, not a tree farm. But it was still magical to sort through all the trees, raving about how wonderful they smelled, feeling so proud when you found the one your whole family would decide was perfect.
But back to the story, I think why I was so pleased with Matt's gift is because I know he did it just for me. He would have been fine without a tree, but he knew how much it meant to me. He amazes me with how thoughtful he is. Matt reminds me of my Savior in so many ways. He knows what I need or want without asking. The best thing is, he doesn't do this only for me. He sees other peoples' needs as well and fulfills them if he can. In this, he is generous and selfless, and I hope to become more like him.

Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others.
Philippians 2:3-4

Did you all have a wonderful Christmas morning? I hope so! I think my family in Texas has had more snow this winter than we have in Pennsylvania! So jealous.

This poem was written by a wonderful man at our church. It was presented this morning in our Christmas service and I loved it! He gave me a copy, so I'm going to share it with you!!

Is There Still a Christmas?

Is there still a Mary, a virtuous young lady, whose faith is in her God? One who values her purity more than the mob?
Is there a Joseph; the fear of God running through his veins? A man God can entrust with his most hallowed, divine treasure to guard and to keep?
Are there any shepherds without hesitation, leaving all to follow the call to worship the eternal lamb with exuberance, telling one and all?
Are there still wise men under the directive hand of God who are willing to go the distance? Gifts and talents increased by being exercised; presented back to the giver, King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Oh God; is there still a Christmas in me?

Author John Sensening

I love the call to present-day people to live as those at the time of Jesus' birth. If copies are made, please give credit to John.


Brittany Brasher said...
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Anonymous said...

Merry Christmas!