December 01, 2011

counting on christmas

Chilly morning, hot coffee... and the twinkling lights of the Christmas tree.  December

My advent wreath has been on the table all week, candles standing {kinda} tall... but today we begin the count... to Christmas.  Twenty-four days. So many years ago, those twenty-four days took  forever to pass, but now I know these days will hardly be enough. They will pass far too quickly.  I only hope that I can make the most of the hours... that I can bring my heart right along side Love.

We will mark the days by opening little doors... finding tiny treasures.  At just-about-fifteen and almost-eighteen I wonder if they still really love it, but I cannot bear the thought of not. So it is Legos for him and "industrial chic" charms for her.  It seemed like a good idea, and then too extragavant... but how many more seasons do I really have to do this? {this morning their faces list up with JOY!}

And as day is done... I hope to gather around the table in the shimmer of candle-light.  Each night one step closer to Bethlehem.  Oh this is the story that my heart loves.  The dusty road, the sweet-smelling hay, and the bright shining star... each a piece that brings us closer to Love. 
The story that is the beginning of my saving...

Yes, I'm counting on Christmas.


Southern Gal said...

Such a sweet time. I know you'll savor every single minute.

Anonymous said...

It's gonna be a great one! :)

Callie Feyen said...

Beautiful. I feel the anticipation myself after reading your post. And while I can't speak for your 15 and 18 year olds, I personally can say, "Yes to tiny treasures!" What fun!

Busy Bee Suz said... beautiful.
I have feeling that they will never be too old for little surprises!

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