I recognize that I should be taking time to do more of my reflecting before Christmas and I do, but not always really sitting down and being still with God. This time as I wrote my reflections down I felt God's presence with me - being my comforter and friend. I believe He knows my heart and how preparing my home for Christmas has always been important to me - I desire it to be a reflection of my heart - a place to welcome both family and friends which means nearly every room must reflect the Christmas season. While I am busy decorating I am also spending time with my Father - in quiet thoughts and prayers trying to put Him first in all I do.
I spent one evening after Christmas sitting in the living room in the soft light writing a letter to Al - to be tucked away in his stocking. Under the soft glow of white lights on our tree, the words came more easily this year. Maybe because I waited until Christmas day was past and I could share with him the cherished moments we had together as family this Christmas season instead of fighting tears because he wasn't sitting next to me. Curled up on the couch with my Christmas quilt which Michelle had made for me a few years ago, enjoying the solitude, talking to Al and staring up at our tree - limbs raised upward to heaven. Ryan had cut it from our yard - it was huge- both in height and breadth - Ryan shared how he also loved the tree with its branches lifted upward like angels wings.