Caught in the Act

I have always thought of Christmas time, when it has come round, as a good time; a kind, forgiving, charitable time; the only time I know of, in the long calendar of the year, when men and women seem by one consent to open their shut-up hearts freely, and to think of people below them as if they really were fellow passengers to the grave, and not another race of creatures bound on other journeys.  ~Charles Dickens

Memories in the Making

Isn't it funny children no matter what age usually love to hear a good story.  It has always been a dream of my husband and mine that our children grow up with a health love reading.  I started to instill this love in the heart of my son when he was four days old.  I took time every morning to read a little to him.  He understood only that mommy was taking time out of her busy life to share something that was very important to her and daddy.  As he grew so did his love of stories and later when his sister came along that love of reading was passed to her.  Thanks to the children's aunt the children received some neat Christmas books one Christmas and ever since in the month of Christmas shortly after family devotions you will find me and the children, now 14 and 12 in our big, comfy chair reading one of the many Christmas books.  As I sit and watch their faces it brings such joy to me that these are memories that will never be taken away from me nor my children.  One day they too will have children, my grandchildren and I hope and pray they will start their own Christmas memories.

Christmas Time's A Coming

  

I can't believe Christmas is here once again.  When I was a little girl it seemed that Christmas time never came fast enough and it lasted a lot longer than it does now.  It seems I blink and here it is and blink again and Christmas is over.  I have found though that if you look into the eyes of your children and sometimes your husband I see that Christmas has never really left.