Who ever said that the internet doesn’t foster true community? I am the very thankful recipient of this hot, homemade, fresh-out-of-the-oven, personally delivered to my house, cinnamon bun. (yes, there are eleven more to match this one) It is the iced version of these.
Well, Christmas finally finished arriving today. Forunately for me, those warm snow boots and sheepskin slippers that I ordered during the last blizzard did arrive before this one hit. This blizzard promises to be much more fun. No worries about Mom arriving safely and the clutter of Christmas is over. Now we have nothing to do but read, eat, watch the weather report (and of course catch up on a few posts to this site).
BTW, I’m currently 4 for 2. I’ve been stuck and bailed out twice now. But I’ve helped dig and push out four others. Just stroll down the street and you’ll likely run into someone who needs a little shove. The most recent pickle was when my Mom got her Texas sized (and I might add rear-wheel drive) Suburban stuck in the street -perpendicular. No one, no 4×4 or hummer monster was going in or out until we got her moving.
I finally added a few pics from Blizzard #1. Select the tab above or click here.
Update 12/30/2006: Yippee!!! I see the blue sky. Our street has finallllllly been plowed. (this is the first time since the first blizzard began). Time for a trek to Starbucks! I’ve added a few new picks.
1. Sitting at my desk, writing this on Christmas Eve and watching the flakes come down in an already beautiful winter wonderland.
3. Getting my minivan (Santa can I please have some new tires) stuck in front of my house twice in two days. (Yippee I had an excuse for being late for Sunday School – which was packed on Christmas Eve day!!!).
4. Enjoying a fresh cup of coffee (with half-n-half which is real treat with empty dairy shelves at the store) on a cold, windy day. Read the rest of this entry »
“This text speaks
of the birth of a child,
not the revolutionary deed
of a stong man,
or the breath-taking discovery
of a sage,
or the pious deed
of a saint.
It truly boggles the mind:
The birth of a child
is to bring about the great transformation of all things,
is to bring salvation and
redemption to all of humanity.” – Dietrich Bonhoeffer
As of 8 am this morning I had not begun my Christmas shopping (we keep it fairly lean and practical). Is is now 2 pm. I’m still in PJs and slippers (though rather thin slippers that are not keeping my toes all tosty warm on this rather snowy day – yes I’m getting an upgraded pair for Christmas) and all or almost all of my shopping is now done. Thank-you Amazon and Amazon Prime – now we just wait to see what actually shows up before Christmas 🙂
Update: As of 8 am this morning (2 days and 3 feet of snow later) I’m optimistic we’ll hit about 80% on delivery by Christmas. Keeping in mind the airport is closed and has been closed for well over 24 hours. At least several packages are here in the city already!! One package was scanned in Dallas at 9 pm on Wed night and then scanned in Commerce City about 4 hours later…hmmmm….
Final Update: The UPS truck got stuck in front of your house on Friday. Not wanting anyone’s Christmas to be “ruined” everyone pitched in to get that monster thing unstuck. On Sat. UPS delivered about half the Amazon order – perfect!!
The Gospel is my nourishment. Keeping my eyes focused on my Savoir and who he is and what he has done and the fact that I now have intimacy with him 24/7/365 (yes, even while doing laundry and cleaning toilets) is what mends my broken heart and transforms my focus from an inward one to an outward one. Engaging in contemplative mind-altering states (such as centering prayer) or practicing a silence in which I watch my thoughts from a distance like watching clouds is not a discipline advocated or supported by Scripture. “Going deeper” is not some advanced spiritual technique (like it is for eastern pagan religions) but a long, slow process in which we engage God with our entire being, through His Word, and through prayer, and community, and service, and evangelism and through enjoying his ever present presence. But it all starts with the Gospel, grows through the Gospel and culminates with the Gospel.
At the end of the day, when I’m weary, when my bones ache and I haven’t the energy to drag myself to bed…I need to hear the Gospel.
In the midst of a crazy, hectic day filled with demanding clients and a fitful four year old and sassy six year old…I need to hear the Gospel. Read the rest of this entry »