Merry Christmas friends.
Christmas is here. It arrived. (And I survived.)
It’s here… even though the Amazon man didn’t deliver.
It’s here… even though I’m still a few crafts short.
It’s here… even though there are spots in my house that aren’t as clean as I might wish.
It’s here… even thought I’m a few dozen cookies short.
Christmas is here.
And that’s OK.
This morning, I finally got my Christmas wish. Before the chaos and craziness of the day starts, I finally got my quiet cup of coffee next to the Christmas tree.
Today, I open my heart and my home to family. We will celebrate the most amazing miracle of Christmas.
Love and forgiveness and blessings… unearned and unexpected.
Whatever gifts the Amazon man might have been delivering are NOTHING compared to that perfect gift of love and grace!
Whatever spot in my house that isn’t clean and perfect is OK. It’s a reflection of me. Imperfect, flawed, and a work in progress. My family knows that, and they love me anyway. Just like God does.
Mommas, today it doesn’t matter what didn’t get done. Open your heart wide to the gift of Grace.