Cold rain fell. Gears turned. This time of year and I don't mix well. Santa's that smell of stale cigarettes and sweat. Parking lots full of pill swallowing convicts. Register lines 15 people deep. The holidays are nice but all too often overlooked. It's all way too much about the what and not the who. I reluctantly assembled a tree with lights this year. Its like a machine. Once the over-commericalized button sponsored by the local electronics store is pushed there is simply no turning back. Black fridays. Shopping cart bruises. More stuff invade our homes. It's all a bit overwhelming. I don't think Jesus would have wanted us to become so preoccupied with sales at department stores that we missed his message of love. That 'it' is enough. It is high definition. His offer of salvation is a great deal. It is extended to those who accept it. I guess this time of year makes me think.
In 50 years what is going to matter? Take time this season to share the greatest gift. No returns. Satisfaction guaranteed. (sidenote: So thankful for my parents - each day you become more of an inspiration to me.)
Our inability to verbalize what we're feeling never stops God from hearing our hearts.
-Rick Warren
It's not in my nature to consider if a glass is half full of half empty. I'm thinking about how to create a better glass.
-Rick Warren
Worry is the antithesis of trust. You simply cannot do both.
-Elizabeth Elliot
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