At Christmas time something serious shifts…It is like I live in another world…
It has just begun to sink in…the whole Christmas atmosphere…I never want to fake excitement.
I want it to be real…Holy Spirit induced…
And He always does.
It is this magical world I am put in, where I envision what is happening in every Christmas song, I envision directing marvelous Christmas plays and theatrical productions, I cry at the drop of a hat at the thought of what it meant for Christ to come….for us. The mystery consumes me. I pretend I am Jo from Little Women with dreams and books in her head…
I become a little bit weird.
I have, as of late, been reading Maris her books in a very very brilliant accent. I don’t know what accent it is. I would say British/Scottish. She loooooves it. It is honestly a lot of fun…You should try it!
We make our second annual magical tent (here’s to you, Marisa!) ….and play until it comes crashing down…We have been dancing and singing to Michael W. Smith’s Christmas album…one of the best…I make up dances and try to teach Maris Marie…
I laugh more…We laugh more…
Life is richer at Christmas. Thats just the way it is….And would you like to know why I think that is so?
Because the Christmas season, in my opinion, is a small…teeny….tiny…glimpse of what Heaven will feel like.
Thats my theory, sweet honey’s!!!
And that picture of Mac in the bear jacket made me laugh until I cried!!!! He is enormous in that thing! And so cute!
I hope you are soaking up the magic!
Much Love to You!!!!!
Your magical tents make me wish I lived in your home:) Sweet, sweet Christmastime… Can I have your address? I am hoping to swing by this week with your happy, I will leave it on the porch, and hopefully we can come by and play once Joy starts Christmas break<3
Beautiful photos, beautiful family!!!