Sitting by the family tree listening to all the clocks ticking in the house, each second closer to Christmas a precious reminder for this day and always – I am Loved. I am Honored. I am Cherished.
There were times I didn’t know that. There are times I need reminding. But, it’s Christ
mas and never has there been a louder Love spoken. A baby born in a humble manger who lived and later died for me.
It’s Christmas. And my grateful heart is yet undone.