Thursday, December 25, 2008

Christmas Joy

Paul Burton and I went to a candle-light service at the First Presbyterian Church in downtown Roanoke last night. We got home after midnight, which was close enough to Christmas morning to wake up the girls who had been sleeping for hours. The house was cozy and quiet as Paul Burton made the tea and put some Irish shortbread on the table. The soft lights from the tree made the room twinkle. We began to open gifts and sip our tea. Before long we were watching Qavah through sleepy eyes. She had more energy than any of us and could have played with her new things all night but decided to go to bed when the rest of us headed there.

Once upstairs, Qavah climbed into the rocking chair with me and I told her the story of how we found her for the hundredth time. I told her she was a gift, like a Christmas gift, and that every day I get to play with her. When she fell asleep I put her in bed and crept into Kathryn's room. By the light of her miniature tree we whispered about the evening and the candle-light service until my eyes closed. Kathryn said I snored but I think she meant I whiffled,which sounds much more feminine. We woke up to bright sunshine and mild weather and I thought of family back in Michigan shoveling snow. The day we have planned includes a nap and plenty of rest.

Today, Lord willing, I'll sit in my fluffy chair in the library and re-read all the wonderful Christmas messages again. I'll take care of the needs of the family and probably doze off half a dozen times. Enjoying all these things is God's gift to me. The peace I have, and the faith I've been given to face the future boldly, are all the benefits that come from believing that Messiah was born, and that He came to save and restore my soul.


For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Isaiah 9:6