The Best Gift Ever

My favorite Christmas gift this year wasn't even for me. Yes, it was beautifully gift-wrapped. Yes, my name was on the gift-tag. And yes, it was at the top of my wish list.

This year I decided to write out a What I'd Love for Christmas list, because I'm nothing if not practical. Due to a limited budget and a family with an affinity for purchasing oddly patterned cardigans and Items I Never Knew I Wanted, the existence of such a list decreased the margin of error.

My list included simple things, like a plethora of books on writing from which to choose. Dark chocolate. The One-Year Chronological Bible. Lotion. But the item that made it to the #1 slot of my list was something I could hardly fathom, and I wasn't at all sure it was within our budget.

So, when my daughter's gift landed in my lap on Christmas morning, I had no idea that she'd read the list I handed to her daddy. I had no idea that she had withdrawn money from her small savings account-money she'd earned working as a foreground extra in a movie (and for which she was paid minimum wage).

Opening the box, I shifted white tissue to find a home-made card containing cash. It read simply: Amount: $75. Purpose: To free one child from bondage. From Emily. Merry Christmas!

And just like that, a child's life was about to change. My heart swelled. My eyes watered. I hugged my precious daughter, then looked her in the eyes. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Yes, mom. I'm sure," she grinned.

Somewhere, a child in this world weeps. Frightened, hopeless, and alone, they are enslaved, their bodies used by unscrupulous men void of pity and the fear of God. Some young boys are forced to serve as soldiers. Many young children work unthinkable jobs for no pay.

My heart grieves for these precious kids devoid of even the slighest hope. Everything in me wants to swoop in to rescue and protect them. Thanks to my sweet daughter, one child will experience the gift of freedom, love, and hope.

To learn more, visit Samaritan's Purse Gift Catalog. Please know I am not affiliated with Samaritan's Purse and have not been asked to endorse them. I'm just a mom and a grammy who wants to make a difference.

I'm thinking you might be, too.




Oh Holy Night





May the essence of Christmas permeate your home. May the reason for Christmas penetrate your heart. May His willingness to leave heaven (just for you) exhilarate your soul. May the wonder of the Christ child bring you to your knees. May the love of Christ propel you into His holy presence, this Christmas...and always.

Merry Christmas!





Photo taken by my husband at the Opryland Hotel in Nashville.

Christmas Give-Away Winner!

We have a winner!

Kelligirl over at Aweseome God...Ordinary Girl is my Christmas Give-Away winner, and will receive the gripping novel Scared, along with my home made Christmas goodies. Send me your mailing address, Kelli, and your box will be out in the mail on Monday, December 21st!

I enjoyed reading all of your fun, sweet, and poignant Christmas memory comments. Thank you all for sharing your wonderful memories; may God bless us with many more.

Merry Christmas!


Photo taken at the Opryland Hotel in Nashville.

A Christmas Give-Away!

For me, Christmas means giving gifts to those I care about. And I care a lot about the fabulous people who read my blog. In honor of you, I'm giving away an irresistable combo.

What could be better than delicious, home made Christmas goodies?

How about the goodies and a can't-put-it-down novel?



Tom Davis' compelling novel, Scared, was my favorite book in 2009. Curious? Read my 5-star book review. Tom is CEO of Children's Hope Chest, an organization that feeds orphans and rescues young victims of the sex-trade industry. He is making a radical difference in the lives of innocent children, and I applaud his efforts.

If you'd like a chance to win my family's yummy home-made Chex Mix and our delicious Savory Oyster Cracker Snacks, along with the outstanding novel Scared, leave a comment telling me your all-time favorite Christmas gift.

A winner will be randomly chosen by me on Saturday, December 19th at 10am Eastern time. The goodies will ship on Monday, December 21st (assuming you send me your mailing address on time, so don't forget to check back on Saturday). Who knows? With a stiff tail wind, you might get your package before Christmas.

In the meantime, thank you for sharing part of my life by reading this blog. I consider you, my bloggy friends, one of the best gifts I've received this year.





Surprised by Joy

When our glittering, 10-foot Christmas tree crashed to the floor late last night, I hardly knew what to do first. Should I grab a towel for our now sodden carpet? Pick up the shattered ornaments before a sliver punctured someone's foot? Or grab the vacuum cleaner and get busy on the 14,000 Frasier fir needles now flung across our living room?

Delegator extraordinaire, I ordered my daughter to grab towels and our son to get the vacuum cleaner. I gingerly lifted shards of silver and blue glass out of the carpet. My husband took on the Herculean effort of raising our hefty, frazzled tree.

When the mess was finally lifted up, sopped up, picked up, and vacuumed up, I stared at the array of ornaments scattered across our sofa and felt my shoulders droop. Each one needed to be hung on our half-empty Christmas tree. Again. Exhausted from a hectic weekend, I groaned.

That's when our 14 year old daughter clapped her hands and jumped up and down. "We get to decorate our Christmas tree again!"

Her beaming face challenged my scrooge-like heart.

What if the circumstances we're currently facing are really opportunities to find joy in an unlikely place?

What if, instead of expecting everything to be perfect, we looked for the remarkable in life's imperfections?

And what if, instead of waiting for joy to find us, we set out on a journey to seek it?

I think that's what Christmas is all about. It's a journey whose destination is the One through whom all joy ultimately flows.

Over two thousand years ago, wise men and kings traveled to find the Source of joy, disguised as an infant. Flies buzzed and fresh piles of manure steamed in the frigid night air. But when earthly kings knelt in the mud and straw, they received remarkable joy in the most unlikely place.

And when I knelt on damp carpet to re-decorate our Christmas tree last night, so did I.



The Benefits of Dashing To and Fro

I can zip my pants. This may not sound like earth-shattering news. However, given the number of Christmas goodies I’ve already consumed this season, it is no small feat.

In fact, this may even qualify as a Christmas miracle, given that all my spare time has been sucked into the Holiday Vortex, along with my usual daily two-mile walks. I lamented my lack of exercise until it dawned on me: I am busy--and busy burns calories!

So, in the spirit of holiday giving, I joyfully offer my gift to you: The Holiday Equivalents Chart. By my calculations, and according to this Official Chart, I can indulge in the many flavors of Christmas without loosening my belt even a tiny bit. And so, my friends, can you.


The Official Holiday Calorie Equivalents Chart



* Lugging holiday boxes from basement/attic/garage = 3 Powdered Pecan Balls

* Screaming/jumping wildly from creepy crawlies in box = 2 Sugar Cookies

* Beating creepy crawlies w/ broom & scraping up the mess = 1 Handful Spiced Pecans

* Driving across town to three Christmas tree lots in search of perfect tree = 1 Mug of Hot Cocoa

* Untangling aggravating Christmas lights = Cheese ball and ½ Box of Triscuits

* Tossing tangled Christmas lights and driving to store for new lights = 2 Candy Canes

* Taking out a second mortgage to pay for Christmas tree =3 Pieces of Home Made Fudge

* Keeping up with the laundry in the midst of it all = Chips & Dip on Festive Tray

* Toting kid(s) hither and yon to choir practice and holiday parties = 4 Mini Pigs-in-a-Blanket

* Constructing and decorating Gingerbread house = 25 Red & Green Peanut M&M's

* Chasing wayward cat away from partially eaten Gingerbread house = 2 Homemade Chocolate-Almond Biscotti

* Attending 142 (or 9) Christmas play rehearsals = 9 Peanut Butter Kisses

* Brainstorming stocking stuffers for entire family = Cheese ball and the other 1/2 box of Triscuits

* Composing witty yet meaningful Christmas letter = 1 Slice of Pumpkin Roll

* Posing for annual holiday picture without blood or tears = 3 Christmas Oreos

* Shopping, shopping, shopping = 2 1/2 cups Home made Chex Mix

* Waiting in long lines without turning into the Grinch = Handful of Pistachios

* Baking umpteen thousand Christmas cookies = 4 Snickerdoodles

* Ranting at teen son (and friends) for snarfing most of cookies = 1 Piece Fudge

* Wrapping Christmas presents until your back spasms =1 Dinner Out--OR ELSE

This concludes the annual milking of the system. With cookies, of course.