Christmas snapshots!
Well, Christmas is over, and I'd be robbing God and my wonderful friends and extended family here in Clarksville of credit if I didn't tell of my positively marvelous Christmas season. :)Here are some snapshots to aid in the telling..
December 24th: Christmas eve at the Crows'. Robyn is in green, and Cady, her sister, is in red. Robyn is Anna's roommate. Her family graciously invited us over for Christmas dinner.
Nana, Robyn's grandma - an AMAZING cook. In the background is Robyn's grandpa, fondly known as Hoot Nanny.
The aftermath of the gift exchange. Many thanks to Robyn and the Crows for a wonderful Christmas eve! :)
December 25th: Christmas day at the Edingtons'. Samantha is in her new pink pajamas, and Emily is in colorful new pajamas also. The Edingtons get new pajamas every Christmas eve.
Anna and I are literally paparazzi at every event we attend. But hey, memories are well kept in photographs, no? You'll be thanking us years down the road, just you see. ;p
Emily sweet-talking grandpa. Precious, isn't she?
Many thanks to Mark and the Edingtons for letting us in on a warm and joyful Christmas day with the family. :)
Relaxing after a great Christmas and birthday meal. Thank you, my countrymen, for your part in a truly satisfying and meaningful Christmas and birthday party! :)
I think this year's Christmas has been one of my fullest and most meaningful one yet. Heaps of Christmas food and cheer at the Crows' and Edingtons', oodles of Malaysian food and fellowship (including Zai Choi, Emperor Herbal Chicken, sardines, and Crash Bandicoot), a Malaysian gift exchange, and the joy of having a part in making Anna's birthday a special time.. All these goodies swirl around my deep gratitude to God for leaving the splendor of heaven for the squalor of earth and the shame of the cross, all for love.
Yes, God has been very good to me, and I cannot help but praise Him for who He is and what He's done for me. My God is a loving Father to me, who takes care of me, is willing to stand by me through tough times He puts me through for my own good, and never lets up loving me, no matter how many times I fail. My Father loves me for who I am, not who I should be. I was adopted into His wonderful family when I latched onto His Son Jesus (whose birth, incidentally, is the occasion for yuletide cheer) 19 years ago, and He wants to adopt and love you too! I pray that as the Christmas season passes and the new year approaches, you will find peace and love and joy in my Father's arms as I have.
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