We woke up to a white Christmas. Not so much snow to keep family away from coming to dinner, just enough dusting to make everything look clean and bright. Lois and I and the girls entered into an agreement some years back that we would stop buying gifts for each other and use our individual resources for their children, and our grandchildren. So far it's working great. Our tradition is to gather at our house on Christmas morning, share a light breakfast and watch the kids open their presents. This morning we started a video hook-up with our Nashville daughter and her family. It was great to be able to see and hear them in our living room. It was short-lived, however, because we kept losing the connection. There may have been network problems on such a busy day, but I suspect that my laptop has issues and is more likely the culprit. The dinner also was excellent and the fellowship sweet. I read a short Christmas prayer by Robert Louis Stevenson. I think the folks at our table are still used to me praying in the usual way, but Lois and I feel that this could be the beginning of another great tradition because the Lord has put so many intimate prayers in the minds of a lot of writers.
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT
Nothing wears you out like a busy Christmas day. Ours started at 4:30 AM for Lois, 5:30 for me. But it was worth it all and makes Christmas night rest so welcome.
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Lord, thank you for a beautiful Christmas day. Thank you for our three lovely daughters and our six beautiful grandsons. And, of course, our fine son-in-laws. And thank you especially for the birth of Jesus, who would grow up to speak words of truth from You. He would show us how to live and love, and how to make Christmas wonderful, overflowing to each day of the coming year.
Amen
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