This Christmas season has flown by! I can't believe it's only 9 more days till Christmas. Can you believe it? Seems like we just got started with all the festivities and it's almost here. For all my anxious, faithful followers, I will make a promise to y'all.... from now till Christmas.... hopefully.... ;-) I will have a daily new post for y'all. Short and sweet, but I will try and keep up with it. :-) Today's thought is that of gifts. Who doesn't like presents?! Christmas has become very commercialized. It's focused on the gifts, getting, and what's under the tree. Christmas isn't about the presents, but His presence. Christmas isn't about getting, but giving. The best gift ever given or received was Christ. The craziness of the season can wear us to a frazzle. But when we stop and think of what really matters this Christmas, nothing else will seem that important any longer. Also, you know that moment when someone asks you what you want for Christmas and you mysteriously forget everything you've ever wanted? Yeah, happens to me every time. I honestly can't think of anything I want. Well... aside from a teacup yorkie and college tuition. :-) Anyway, I think as we grow older our Christmas lists get shorter as we realize that what we really want can't be bought from the store or wrapped with a bow.
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I have been out hunting since I was 14-ish. Every year, every season, I have been out in a field somewhere silently waiting for an unsuspecting deer to walk by so I could take a shot at it. Yes, I am an avid animal lover, but I do enjoy hunting... and fishing. My first year out, I was given an opportunity however it was one doe behind another, and given my previous Hunters Safety education, I opted to wait till one moved so I wouldn't shoot one and only injure another, or shoot both with only one tag. However, the chance to shoot again never came. I have sat for hours... sweating through youth season, or freezing my toes off in the snow and sleet. Such I did again this year. Tonight's happenings really made me stop and think how awesome my God is. This is a story of disappointment, heart break, lost love and indescribable joy. So let the story begin.
There is no doubt in my mind that y'all have encountered loss on more than one occasion in your life thus far. I am really good at loosing things that are important to me. Big or small. On a small scale, I loose my camera charger the most often. And, always when I need it most. I turn my room upside-down and drive myself crazy, then I find it.... where I left it so not to loose it. That drives me crazy. I also hate it when I am in the middle of a project, such as a blog post, and my computer shuts off for no reason, and I loose the whole thing.
Whether or not I keep up with it... usually not... I am learning the value of keeping a personal "faith journal"; In concept, this blog is my public 'faith journal'; Basically, keeping a journal of the things God has shown or proven to you. I keep notes on everything, they're just not organized. As I have probably mentioned before, I enjoy from time to time, looking through my notes, re-living those moments, being encouraged, challenged and comforted all over again. The findings of a crinkled up piece of notebook paper recently brought all of the above.
The date: August 2nd, 2011; fair week. The title: "What if"... ring a bell? |
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