Day two.... 8 more days until Christmas. Getting excited? This Thursday, I'm going downtown with my niece and nephews ( and their parents) to see 'Santa'. We never did anything like that as kids, and I probably won't with mine... for a few reasons.... but it's fun. I get to go take pictures as usual. :-) This will be Stella and Kaden's first Santa excursion. It is going to be so cold though. Today's been nice and warm, but that will soon change. Cold is iconic of winter. We had one winter where it was so warm we went outside with our cousins to play with short sleeves and no jacket. It didn't feel like Christmas. As much as I hate to be cold, I very much desired it that day.
The chilliness of winter warms the hearts of many. Anyone seen how the Grinch stole Christmas? We have more than a few times this year already. There are those who are "Grinch's" or "Scrooge's" in this world; many live daily with cold and bitter hearts. Most of which aren't cold and hardened toward Christmas in itself, but toward others. They continually carry the burden of the past with them, and visit past wounds with no forgiveness. Their cold heart leaves a negative presence wherever they go. Instead of being positive, they bring the mood down. They find joy in making other miserable as well. Each of us, if we were truly honest with ourselves, would find a corner or two of our heart that has been frozen over with the coldness of bitterness. At least subtly, we can see the effects play out in every area of our life. We need to thaw the icy portions of our hearts. It's more difficult to do than warming the outside, but it's way more rewarding. Speaking of that, I am freezing so I'm going to go grab a warm blanket, and a nice hot cup of coffee. I'll be back tomorrow. :-)
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