Sunday, December 21, 2014

Jehovah Jireh, and a Little Red Christmas Dress

Every year of Moriah's short life so far, she has had a fancy red dress to wear on a Sunday close to Christmas; and she and I have taken a picture together in our Christmas finery.  :)  (2012's pictures are here, and 2013's are here.)  But this year, as Christmas was approaching, she didn't have a dress like that.

It wasn't really a big deal and certainly wasn't significant enough for me to go out and buy such a dress; but in a corner of my heart, I was wishing that she could have one so we could continue the tradition.  "It doesn't matter," I would tell myself, then catch myself wanting it again.

And then a wondrous thing happened: on December 11, which happened to be Jeff's birthday, he took us and his co-workers and all of their families out for our annual barber shop Christmas dinner; and while we were there, one of his co-workers who has a little girl a bit younger than Moriah came to me and wondered aloud if the dress she was holding in her hands would fit Moriah since it was too small for her daughter.

Lo and behold, it was a fancy red dress.

What's more, it fit Moriah.

Wanna see?  :)



Many years ago, when I was a young girl, we sang a song in church that had these words:
Jehoveh Jireh, my provider, 
His grace is sufficient for me, for me, for me.
My God shall supply all my needs
According to His riches in glory.
He shall give His angels charge over me.
Jehoveh Jireh cares for me, for me, for me.
Jehoveh Jireh cares for me!

All the time, I know this is true.  But once in a while, God does a little something extra to drive home the point.

Like the unexpected gift of a little red Christmas dress for my girl.  :)

Sunday Snapshot #5


Thursday, December 18, 2014

Tree in the Morning, Tree in the Evening

Ever since the year when I foolishly put off wrapping gifts until Christmas Eve, which meant that instead of relaxing with my family in the cozy living room enjoying an evening of peace and joy, I was sequestered away in my bedroom, hurriedly shoving gifts into gift bags and scribbling names on gift tags...ever since that year, I have made a conscious effort to wrap Christmas gifts early so that when Christmas Eve comes, I am free to relish every second of that most precious of evenings (probably my favorite night of the whole year).

This year, I had not yet made the time to do much wrapping.  Well, until yesterday.

Here is what the tree looked like in the morning...
 ...with no gifts on the white eyelet tree skirt my mother made (and that red wooden fence was made by her daddy).  :)
But by yesterday evening, after devoting some fun hours to this project, this is how the tree looked.
 A little different.  ;-)
Some of this was done by the boys, who give gifts to each of their siblings and consequently get to choose how those gifts are wrapped.
 But the rest I did...
 ...and I was glad to do it!
I DO love to give gifts, and I DO love to help my children give meaningful gifts to each other, and I DO look forward to Christmas morning when the joy in my heart appears on the faces of my children as they open these presents, and I DO give thanks for Jesus, the inspiration for our custom of giving gifts to each other!!  :)

Monday, December 15, 2014

Moriah Gives a Hug

Two cute little girls...
 ...about the same age and size...
 ...sweet as can be.
And adorable.

Definitely adorable.

;-)

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Sunday Snapshot #4

~ an energetic game of Spoons with weekend guests from out-of-town on a sweet Sunday evening ~

Saturday, December 13, 2014

Life Is Full and Sweet...

...and in the midst of it all, I'm not making much time to blog.
So be it.
These golden moments won't wait around for me, so for now I'm soaking them in.  I'll blog about them later.

Fifty years from now, I'll be caught up on my blog!  ;-)