
I hope this December has been a good month for you all. I have meant to get back to the Blog for a few weeks, but honestly, like most of you, I have been busy with company, decorating, cooking, shopping, and all that we do to make our Christmas celebrations special and memorable. This Christmas has been just that for me and my family. This was our first Atlanta Christmas, so that alone was worth the memory making category. For me, it was the first Christmas in many, that I was whole in Christ, redeemed from brokenness to a new place to experience an intimate relationship with the Savior of the World. Celebrating His birth this year took on a new meaning for my life. So, as I shopped for gifts and prepared for our celebrations, I had one goal in mind and one purpose in my heart....to show my kids and my family God's amazing love and grace that he has given so freely to me.
One of the highlights of the month was having all my family here in ATL at one time. Mom, Dad, Lane, Lauren, and Luke (Lauren's boyfriend) drove from Arkansas to Atlanta. This was the first time my parents have been to this great city. I was so excited to finally have them here and show them where Lawson and I landed. There was so much to see and so little time. I think the highlight of the trip for Dad was seeing the Alpharetta High School Christmas Band concert. Lawson's percussion ensemble played several cool opening numbers, but for Dad, the finale was the best. It was a John Phillip Sousa March with a little Christmas flair. On Saturday, we took a family trip to the Georgia Aquarium and had a great Italian dinner together at Maggiano's in Buckhead.
I think Mom and Dad were overwhelmed with Atlanta's size and all the traffic. There is no comparison to little Pittsburg, Texas (population 4500) to Atlanta, Georgia(population 5.6 million). I tried not to scare my poor Daddy with my driving, but I'm sure at one point, there were doubts in his mind that I really new my way around this huge city. Mom just sat in the backseat oblivious!
As everyone left and I hugged and kissed my parents good bye, my heart broke for a bit as I always hope it is not our last goodbye. Usually I'm leaving their house and cry as I drive down the road. Mom never knows I'm crying. This time, I was crying before they left the driveway. I don't think my Mom knew how to handle it. She wisely said, "this is part of life". Still doesn't make it easy. I say all this because in the pain of saying goodbye, I also have complete assurance that no matter what happens, I will spend eternity with both my Heavenly Father and my earthly parents. I am so blessed to have that peace of mind and faith in life eternal.
That's the meaning of Christmas in my life. Through the birth of a sinless babe that would become a sinless man, born as the Son of God, to live and die for all mankind, who without Him have no hope. This Christmas, I have hope and know the God who gives hope. I pray for peace in our world, healing for our nation, and hope for those I love, to know God and walk with Him closer in 2009.
Merry Christmas and a Happy Blessed New Year!
Liz