From our first breaths, to our lasts, our Heavenly Father is reaching for and giving unto us. As we celebrate our Savior's birth, I pray His blessings will swaddle you with love and cradle you with peace.
Don't worry, Dear Reader, I'm not stumbling into the minefield of money topics. My friend, Jeanne, has been doing a series about choices, and she got me thinking.
With the new year creeping around the corner, I'd like to share one of our investments that can bring major dividends.
Last spring, when I was preparing to have knee replacement surgery, I had what I thought were lots of good ideas. (We won't even talk about the redecorating the dining room debacle.)
One of my grand ideas was to crochet mufflers for the three oldest grandkids. It was very therapeutic! Even after I finished theirs (before school started), I have continued crocheting.
But, guess what, Dear Reader? I LOST THEM! Yep, sure did. All of the mufflers were finished, and I lost them.
I was so busy making sure they were tucked safely away from the prying eyes of two granddaughters, that I couldn't find them myself. I kept getting into closets and cupboards, thinking, "They've got to be in there somewhere!"
Have you lost something of value lately, Dear Reader?
We're in the thralls of advent, a season of preparation. As I looked for mufflers, I couldn't help but wonder what else I may have lost.
4 If any of you has a hundred sheep, and one of them gets lost, what will you do? Won’t you leave the ninety-nine in the field and go look for the lost sheep until you find it? 5 And when you find it, you will be so glad that you will put it on your shoulder 6 and carry it home. Then you will call in your friends and neighbors and say, “Let’s celebrate! I’ve found my lost sheep.”
It's easy to think about the bracelet I lost on vacation. Or my favorite pair of sox in the washer.
But what about the people we've lost. Not the loved ones who have passed away, but the friends, the colleagues, we thought we'd be close to forever ... and it turns out, forever didn't last.
What about the gifts of advent that the Christ Child came to give us access to? Have we lost some of our hope, love, joy, or peace? Have we forgotten that the more we give them away, the more we have?
18 “The Lord’s Spirit has come to me, because he has chosen me to tell the good news to the poor.
If you have lost the hope, love, joy, or peace that you once knew in our Savior, Dear Reader, or if you know someone who has, please take heart. You can never be lost from the Child of Bethlehem.
14 I am the good shepherd; I know my own and my own know me, 15 as the Father knows me and I know the Father; and I lay down my life for the sheep ... 27 My sheep hear my voice, and I know them, and they follow me; 28 and I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish, and no one shall snatch them out of my hand.
Dearest Reader, my most fervent prayer for you is that you will be found in Jesus Christ this advent season, and all He has planned will be found in you.
Dear Reader, I hope today you will forgive me for indulging in a moment of patriotism and poignancy.
Did you grow up on stories of the Great Depression and World War II? My sister, brother, and I did.
One of things I am most proud of Daddy for is that he didn't wait to enlist in the Army until after the attack on Pearl Harbor. Along with many others, Daddy had watched the signs of war. He enlisted on September 8, 1941.
Dear Reader, you're invited to a celebration!
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