Thursday, December 23, 2010
Christmas season brings many joys as well as many sorrows.
There are those who can not afford to buy their children the things they would like to.
There are those who can not afford the beautiful decorations and lights that make Christmas so special. Some would love nothing more than to celebrate with a big Christmas meal....but they do not have the means to provide this.
There are those who would choose to celebrate with family....some sometimes family members live at a distance, sometimes family is separated by anger or misunderstanding....sometimes it is the financial aspect that keeps them apart.
Then there are those who have suffered great losses, loss of jobs, friends or family members. The beauty of the season seems to elevate those feeling of loss or sorrow.
On another note, Christmas can and should be the season of great joy! It is the time of year when, most visibly, we can see God's love for us. He sent his son into the world for us!
Christmas is also the season of great joy and rebirth. We celebrate the birth of the Christ Child. This was no ordinary child. His birth brought great joy to the world. The brightest star stopped just over Bethlehem to point the way for all who were looking for this special child.
"She wrapped Him in swaddling clothes and laid Him in a manger because there was no room for Him in the inn"
There were shepherds in the field, keeping watch over their flocks by night. An angel appeared to them and they were afraid. An angel of the Lord said, "Fear not for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which shall be to all people. Today in the town of David, a savior has been born to you and He is Christ the Lord"
Suddenly a great company of the heavenly hosts appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and peace to all men"
Jesus....the reason for the season. Happy Birthday Baby Jesus. I am so very happy you have come!
Friday, December 17, 2010
"If it were not for the darkness, we would not see the light."
Jesus came as that one little light in the world that was so very dark. It was filled with our mistakes, our failures, our dark hearts, and it was longing for a Savior.
Jesus is the reason. He is the light. He has come and He has changed mankind forever.
5 years ago, we were so very sad. It was to be our last Christmas with Mom. She came from the hospital that day, to be with her family. She sat in her recliner and just observed.....kids, grandkids, great grandkids, eating, singing, talking, laughing...Imagine all that she had begun. She gave birth to 9 of the most amazing people I know. I love my brothers and sisters so much. We all have such busy lives and it is so difficult to all be at the same place at the same time. It was a tradition forever that we all met on Christmas Eve. After Mom left, it stopped feeling like Christmas. Dad had passed away many years earlier and Mom kept the tradition alive. We knew we would be together on Christmas Eve, and most of us made that happen. As our families have grown and kids have gotten married and have their own extended families, the tradition became more difficult to uphold. We have tried to have "Christmas" at New Years, sometime earlier than December 24th, sometime later, but we kept trying. It really has been a tragic loss of tradition.
My sister, Ginny, "the peacemaker", and I were in discussion one night and we both talked about how we have been"missing Christmas". It has not been the same without our parents, but at least we had our tradition. She said the most amazing thing......."Mom died, Christmas did not"!
We love this picture of Mom. It was taken the year before she passed away. At school the other day, one of my students asked about this picture. "Who is that?"
My reply was, "OH, you don't know about my mom?" I thought I had talked about her so much that EVERYONE should know her. This new group of students did not know the Mom stories. That made me sad.
I told them how she was an artist, like me, and that when she was very ill, she began giving her things away. She would tell me to take her blue jeans to a woman who made quilts and rugs from denim. She told me to take her fleece to another woman who made blankets for babies in other countries. She told me to take her clothes to the women's and children's shelter in Sioux Falls. She knew about mothers with children and how hard times made it difficult to clothe them, and she knew, sorry to say, about women who did not have the financial support they needed to survive. She gave her shoes to the children in other countries through a shoe drive at the school. She had seen children on TV without shoes! She had me "regift" all of her unopened gifts to friends and family. She was so giving!
In her legal will, it was stated, "give all of my art and craft materials to Carol and her students at West Lyon School". I hauled boxes and boxes of craft materials. It has been 5 years, and many students have benefited from these supplies, and many more people have been the recipient of handmade gifts made with her supplies.
For these new students, who did not know my Mom stories, I took out what is left of the wooden cutouts and we had a painting party today! It made me so incredibly happy to share this with them! They loved it and so did I!!!
Mom died, Christmas did not!
Mom loved these little country cut outs! She had samples and pattern pieces neatly packed in separate shoe boxes. We are down to the last 3 boxes now, and still enjoying her gift.
Students painting up some JOY!!!!
Each students chose several cut outs to paint!
Painting made them so happy!
Nikki was serious about her work!
I know I deviated from the original idea for this post, but I have been know to do that, OFTEN!
The real reason for this is "The Light" See it! Live it! Enjoy it! Know the reason for it!
Christmas lives on....Thanking God for His Light!!
Monday, December 13, 2010
Snowed in at Grandma and Grandpas.... coloring, baking, fighting, pretending, cuddling, games, eating, playing "cars", making ramps, making cards for Grandma Elaine, looking at the blizzard through the windows, snuggling, taking pictures, more eating, playing "babies", staying warm and dry, cheering for the plow, then scooping, sledding, laughing, and having hot cocoa.
Thankful all are safe and warm and there were memories to make....
Thankful all are safe and warm and there were memories to make....
The Snow Man
One must have a mind of winter
to regard the frost and the boughs
of the pine trees crusted with snow
and have been cold a long time
The spruces rough in the distant glitter
of the December sun; and not to think
which is the sound of the land
full of the same wind
and nothing himself beholds
nothing that is not there and nothing that is-
Monday, December 6, 2010
a warm winter coat...
a brown one please.
Oh, and a little something to play with would be nice.
I do not know your name.
I don't know anything about you.
I do not know where you live, but I love you.
This giving tree thing really got to me this year. My daughter and I chose 2 tags from the tree. We did not try or realize it, but as I shopped, I realized that the two tags we chose just happened to be for the same child. Our little sweetie is 3 years old, he needs a warm brown coat, size 4 and a little toy. I shopped with love for this little boy whose parents can not afford these things we take for granted. I am so blessed by him. The hat and mittens were not part of the request, but this Grandma wants to make sure you are warm. How blessed it is to give...
I love you and I don't even know who you are.
Have a warm and wonderful Christmas.
Enjoy your family and your gifts.
Love you, Grandma Carol