I know the title sounds a bit corny, but hey :) I wanted to share a Christmas memory from a very special Christmas past. Everytime I think of this certain special Christmas and the angels who helped to make it special...I start to cry....
A few years ago when we were in transition from New Plymouth to Hermiston, Tim was in Hermiston and I was in New Plymouth trying to sell the house. We had hoped to move together and not be apart, but Tim had the transfer before we sold the house :( Tim's transfer date was December 12th so there was no way that we could have Christmas with him.
I had dreaded Christmas that year and was not looking forward to the sadness that would come from being without my husband.
On Christmas eve, we had an angel drop something at our door. There, at the door, was a bucket FULL of Christmas cheer... We were SOOOOO excited... and yes I cried. Someone loved us so much that they wanted to share some cheer with us. In the bucket were some Christmas presents for each of us and some Christmas snacks.
I think about our present situation and remember the overwhelming feeling of love that came from that simple act that Christmas. I am encouraged by the generosity and love of that family and find strength in them.
There are many more Christmas memories, but this one particular memory is and always will be near and dear to my heart.
May we all find those Christmas memories and make many more. Merry Christmas!!!!