Christmas Eve. It’s finally here. The tree is a vision, with sparkling lights and glittering bulbs. The packages cover the floor under the tree, wrapped with ribbon and bling – and love. The guest bedroom is cleaned, with fresh linens and a brand new plush, snuggly blanket (because our grown-up children claim we keep our house too cold at night). The turkey is defrosting, the dressing ingredients are stored in the kitchen cabinets, and the cranberry sauce is chilling in the refrigerator. Even the dining room table is already set – with a red tablecloth, the good dishes – and candles. All is ready.
Jason and Blair will not arrive until late Christmas afternoon, having spent Christmas Eve and Christmas morning with Blair’s family in Chattanooga. They will come already stuffed with dressing, but I’m sure they will be happy to eat it one more time. After dinner, we will open gifts. Our family tradition is to have the youngest person in the house pass out the presents from under the tree. Since Blair has entered the family, she has been our gift passer-outer. She will give out one gift at a time, and we will wait as each person opens his gift, so we can give the gift, and its recipient, our full attention.
At some point during the day, we will try a Skype call to Blake in China. Sometimes that works, sometimes it doesn’t. If it does, we will be able to see him on our computer screen as we chat, and he will be able to see us. How wonderful technology is! He told me today by email that he received his gifts from us yesterday – they took two weeks and four days to arrive. Whew! That was a little too close. If we can get a video Skype call going, he will open his gifts from us while we watch. The only thing missing is being able to hug him and watch him stuff himself with American food. Next year!!
After Jason and Blair leave on Sunday, we will load up the car with luggage and dogs and head to Arkansas to have Christmas with Julie, Matt, and our two grandchildren, Jordan and Matthew. We’ll stay with them until Sunday, Jan 3. From there, we are driving to New Orleans to spend a couple of nights with Cathie and Charlie, Ted’s adopted sister and her husband. They came to see us on Mackinac Island this summer, and will be back next year. Please keep us in your prayers for safe travels.
I spent a large part of today looking on the internet and through resources here at the house for the perfect Christmas story to end this post. After hours of searching, I returned to the best resource of all. Where else could the story be told more beautifully than in the Bible.
Joseph also went up from Galilee, out of the city of Nazareth, into Judea, to the city of David, which is called Bethlehem, because he was of the house and lineage of David.
To be registered with Mary, his betrothed wife, who was with child.
So it was, that while they were there, the days were completed for her to be delivered.
And she brought forth her firstborn Son, and wrapped Him in swaddling cloths, and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.
Now there were in the same country shepherds living out in the fields, keeping watch over their flock by night.
And behold, an angel of the Lord stood before them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were greatly afraid.
Then the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid, for behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy which will be to all people.
“For there is born to you this day in the city of David, a Savior, who is Christ the Lord.
And this will be the sign to you: You will find a Babe wrapped in swaddling cloths, lying in a manger.”
And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying:
“Glory to God in the highest, And on earth peace, goodwill toward men!”
From the Horton home to all of you – We wish you a very
and the Happiest of New Years!
A little gift to all of you who love Mackinac Island as I do. This video of the Christmas Bazaar was filmed by HGTV when Mackinac Island was named one of the Top 10 Christmas towns in the United States.
(Note: I plan to take the laptop with me on our holiday travels, and will write at least one post while we are gone – just don’t know when. About the best I can do is ask that you check the blog every few days to see if there is something new posted. I’m hoping for snow in Arkansas!)