For Christmas trees, and Santa Claus; for gingerbread houses and gingerbread angels; for mom's spirit and child's wonder; for a multitude of gifts--both seen and unseen; for tea parties and racetracks, for family and roast beef; for Beatrix Potter and delightful fictional friends ( Peter and Jeremy Fisher and Mr. Mcgregor's garden); for ribbons and wrappings and bows; for Christmas photos and, "My how the children have grown," cards neatly arranged on the mantle; for blessed assurance that I love and am loved; and light snow falling in beautiful sadness (and an end to a friend's suffering); for old friends visited and hearts warmed by presence; for hope that comes from Him who is the giver of life and the Author and the Finisher; for oysters and crab cakes and safe traveling mercies; for candles lit and for the culmination of Advent and the reflection that He comes again each year in lowly, subtle often unrecognized events-- for these and, Oh, so many more blessings and gifts, I give thanks and praise to LORD!
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