I'm so used to Christmases being an extra-ordinary experience. Two weeks off from school. Time (sometimes too much) with family. Staying up late. Sleeping late. Having Mom cook for me. Lots of opportunities to relax and be reflective.
Very little of that happened this time around... and I actually think that the change was good. A few days after Christmas I was speaking with someone in the hospital. I made a comment about how tough it must have been to have been in hospitalized over Christmas. "Not really", this person responded. "It's Christmas everyday, you know." SUCH a clique... but so truthful. That person, and my experience of Christmas being a lot like every other day of my year, has been a solid reminder that my whole life is about God coming to be with us in Jesus.
Here are a few photos from the last few weeks.
Dave and I were treated to a lovely evening at Butchart Gardens. Who ever thought that the gardens would be worth seeing in the middle of winter? It was gorgeous. Millions and millions of lights were all over everything.
I love reading your blog and think it is time for another post. :)
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