Shhh. It's Christmas Eve morning, and the babies are sleeping.
But I literally jumped out of bed this morning thinking, "IT'S BABY CHRISTMAS! Everyone wake up! Babies: It's time to receive your gifts from your Nana who LOVES you!!"
But I didn't because the twins and their mom didn't get much sleep last night. No one, neither Crystal nor the babes, is ready to open gifts yet. But I can hardly wait!
So I was biding my time with a cup of coffee, thinking about the night Jesus was born, and how God was giving this wonderful gift, but the world wasn't ready for it. They were looking for a warrior king, but they received an impoverished infant. How anticlimactic could you get.
Like a gift no one is exactly crazy about, he was set aside so that people could look for bigger and better things.
I believe God used my anticipation this morning to say to me, "This is how I love you and the world! My heart beats wild with love for you; I have so many gifts to give you, but the main one is the Prince of Peace to fill your hearts and lives. Wake up! Wake up and receive your gifts from your Father who LOVES you!"
I am awake! I am receiving! It is a celebration that will never get old, even throughout eternity. "Joy to the World, the Lord is Come!"
Now I leave you with this: Peace to you all, because the Prince of Peace has pierced the darkness of the world and the darkness of our hearts. He seemed to be merely a pinpoint of life in the universe on that night but was in reality the light by which millions see things every day! May his peace fill you today and every tomorrow.
And believe it or not--and I promise this is true--as I type this sentence, I hear a little cry in the other room! They are awake! Let the celebration begin!
Who is "Lid?" I am. That is, I am Linda, but when caffeinated, I type so erratically that my name often appears "Lidna," or "Lid" for short.
An avid blogger for years, I dropped the habit a couple of years ago and became entrenched in Facebook. The short status updates felt like blogging on speed, and it was addictive. Now I'd like to hit they keyboard again for posterity's sake, for my memory's sake and because I have more time on my hands, now that there are no children living in my home.
However, I will be caring for my brand new grand girl soon ....