I'm Dreaming of Snow...and Christmas

About the time that Facebook blew up with snowy pictures and I viewed the lovely, glowy branches that were marshmallow covered with snow in my parents' back yard, I had a dream: I was sledding in Whatcom County with a friend (you know who you are!)--no kids ('twas a dream!). Atop the dream hill, I shared my heart (I was thinking of Dubai and our 1st Christmas here and said,), "It doesn't feel like Christmas."
My kind-hearted friend heard me, smiled, and gently replied, "It's about Jesus."
Truth! While we were in darkness, he lighted the way for us to see God and live in a relationship with him. "The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone." Isaiah 9:2
That feels like Christmas to me!
In snow or sand--his light shines and he is with us.
Merry Christmas!

Comments

Melissa James said…

Great post! And really, you get the most Christmassy Christmas, being much closer to the place where Jesus was born, and in a more similar setting! No one was sledding anywhere near him on his birthday anyway :)

December 20, 2016 at 5:12 PM

Darby said…

Thanks MJ! I miss James faces!!! <3
Camels are comforting, but there is nothing like a friend. :) Thanks for being one to me. <3

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