Every heart comes home for Christmas...

When we take the time ... we are creating room for the memories that cement
lifetime friendships. But we have to make room for the memories, disciplining
ourselves to put aside the urgent in favor of the truly important.

Our Christmas tree is up ... trimmed with snow people and beautiful bulbs
and lights...last year we did the snowmen...thinking of our grandchildren in mind.
You know ... being a child at Christmas is what it is all about. They are so full of
wonder, love, forgiveness, laughter, excitement ... wanting to learn and just be
loved...remember being that child...I do and I believe...and I long to live with that child like spirit.


At this special time of year: Follow the children. Hear the joy in their laughter.
See the love in their eyes. Feel the hope in their touch.

Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me ... The kingdom of heaven belongs
to people who are like these children." MATTHEW 19:14