Im full.

Part one of Christmas is complete in our house. The part with me cooking a lot, and one set of family done.  Yet were an hour out from Christmas Eve service (and no Im not ready yet) and yet the Lord is opening my mind and eyes, and I feel hungry to speak to you all again. Its exciting.
I've been quiet, hungry for the Lord, but really processing all this body, and mind went through the last few months. Feeling zapped creatively. Today, Im tossing it aside. Crying out to Jesus, clinging to him, feeling wonderful, and giving him all thanks and power in my heart and life. And that is inspiring enough. What a present.

My Christmas tree is full, almost embarrasingly so.
The Lords love in me is full, not embarrasing at all.
My passion for my amazing husband, is soaring, he is an awesome man, and makes me feel treasured, and not with packages with bows. Its what he tells me with his eyes.
My kids, well, Im full of that too. Nothing worse than the whiner who just opened too many gifts. Yikes.
But, for the sake of happy things, they are seriously, a blessing, that I can't imagine living without.
One that made me cry today, for friends who I know long for children of there own, and yet here I sit with these 2. Sparkly, happy, children. I feel undeserving of that.

A song that is speaking to me, as I sew up the last of a Christmas gift for my neices.

Your Glory - All sons and daughters

My life is yours.
My hope is in you only.
My heart you hold.
Cause you made this sinner holy.

Holy.
Holy.

Cause your glory is so beautiful.
I fall onto my knees in awe.
And the heartbeat of my life
is to worship in your light.
Cause your glory is so beautiful.
Cause your glory is so beautiful.

Glory Glory Hallelujah.
Jesus you are Good.
We sing Glory Glory Hallelujah.
Jesus you are Good.


Its hard to sew with your hands in the air.
Let me tell you.
I tell you I just learn more and more every year.
Learn more of His heart and refinement for me.
As he widdles away my stubborness.

We live near some really awesome Christmas lights.
Like all synced to music, houses upon houses.
Bright, and way sensory overload. But cool.
Last night the thing that struck me as we drove by them
was simple and powerful.
A cross, with white lights. The sign attached said.
"He came for this reason"
What a powerful Christmas message that is.
He came to carry that sin from the beginning.
The baby in the manger.
A baby with purpose.
For me.

Merry Christmas to you and yours.

P.S. I've missed this.