Our friend Sue noted that while this may not be the merriest of Christmases, it will still be very blessed, and she is right.
We're all kind of a mess...Matt's still quite ill though he's been on strong antibiotics for a few days, my stomach is still not itself, and Sofie and Nora both have fevers and hacking coughs. We tried a cookie party with friends yesterday and had to leave we were so miserable. Knowing today we couldn't leave the house and that the girls shouldn't, it should have been a pretty miserable, movie-laden day.
But instead, the Edlers threw a big zoo-themed Christmas Eve, and watching the girls play lots of games and eat snacks and have fun, even if mostly from the sidelines, was a joy for Matt and I both. Then they gave them their Christmas present...a mud kitchen that Bill built, and they LOVE it.
Then the Gross family drove the trampoline they picked up for us in the Dominican out, and instead of Matt and Bill trying to set it up alone in the dark, Steve and Samuel stayed and helped them build it and hide it, which Matt just couldn't have physically done right now.
The girls had an awesome day, we all snuggled and watched the Nativity Story, sang Christmas hymns and all three girls went to bed exhausted and calling it the most awesome Christmas Eve. Even if Matt and I were on the floor for half of it.
Very thankful for friends making the day special for our kids when we couldn't, thankful for the powerful retelling of the great story of Christmas and the way it hit all of us what all was done for US that night 2000 years ago. While we were still sinners. When we're a mess. When we're on the floor, clinging to worship.
It means there's hope for Haiti, hope for the world, hope for me, hope born that night.
Merry Christmas dear friends...so incredibly thankful for you and your prayers and your love in our lives.
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