Family Ties

These three smiling faces together on Christmas mean more to me than anyone could ever fathom:

My boys.  All three of them, under one roof for Christmas.  This had not happened since Christmas of 2006 and this mama’s heart hurt beyond what I can describe in words every single one of those years.

I had given up on this type of family Christmas ever occurring again.  I ventured to conclude that there were some miracles that could never be expected this side of heaven.

I must have forgotten those words spoken by the angel to a virgin mother some two thousand years ago…

For nothing is impossible with God. ~Luke 1:37

My friends, that is so true.  Because only God could move in the hearts of my younger boys to offer the fragrant gift of forgiveness.  Only God could move in the heart of my oldest boy, the one we fought for and thought we had lost, to be willing to do the work of healing and change.  Only God could give me the Christmas I cried for and longed for and thought I would never again see.

Only God.

And then there is this girl, this spit fire package of love and laughter.  And her baby, the one with the chubby cheeks and toothless grin, who has wrapped tentacles of love around my heart.  Miss S. entered my heart in April and our home in August, followed one week later by the arrival of Sweet Pea.  They have woven themselves into the fabric of who we are as a family.  And I wouldn’t have it any other way.So, this is our family.  The lines of where blood ends and love begins too blurred to matter.  And for all the miracles I have experienced in my life, it is for this I am most grateful.  My family.

and the counting of the gifts continues (91-100)

~  homemade peanut brittle from my good friend Kelly

~ lifting voices in praise with Miss S. at our Christmas Eve service

~ the reading of the Christmas Story, straight from the Book with all the answers

~ laughing until tears roll as the hubby and I play Super Mario Bros. on the Wii

~ cooking Christmas dinner with the help of my kids

~ watching Sweet Pea open her first Christmas gift (well, technically we did the opening)

~ the flurries that made Christmas white without the yuck of too much snow

~ making it home safely when our van full of kiddos broke down in the cold

~ a hubby that knows what to do when your van full of kiddos breaks down in the cold

~ The Word becoming flesh and dwelling among us, the greatest gift of all

What are you thankful for?

Comments

  1. Amazing! God is using you to inspire and encourage others through your story! So happy that your Christmas was one with your whole family!

  2. It happened to us one Christmas a few years ago, our van breaking down on the way to grandparents on Christmas day. Yet, so much to be thankful for and we were all safe and warm. Thankful you were too! Enjoyed reading.

  3. What a beautiful post, Melissa!

    “The lines of where blood ends and love begins too blurred to matter. And for all the miracles I have experienced in my life, it is for this I am most grateful.” Me too!

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