Our Christmas break this year has been great. Sue and I both have ten days off! We had a beautiful Christmas eve dinner and time of opening presents at Nana & Papa's (Sue's mom and dad's). Madelyn joyfully opened up her annual gift from Papa; a tub of cheese balls which the whole family enjoys! Later that night after Madelyn and Casey were asleep I had the luxury of assembling "The Doll House" that Santa was bringing Madelyn. If I ever meet the real Santa, I am gonna ask him why he can't put the presents together too. Bum.
Casey rose early on Christmas morning and Sue and I played with her until Madelyn woke up. They loved all the gifts! The living room looked like the wrapping paper aisle blew up. Toy and game parts were flying as boxes were being opened. I couldn't help but sit back and cherish every second of it. How things change in a year! God has been so good to me and the family. I sat there and shuttered at the thought that I almost lost all of it. However, I didn't by the grace of God!
Saturday after Christmas day we traveled to West Virginia to see Sue's family. Grandma Casey had her 85th birthday party on Saturday and Sue's Uncle has cancer. It was a great time to be with all the family. We were even able to squeeze in "The Squeakal." Madelyn loved it and loved sitting with her little cousin Savannah.
On Sunday afternoon was probably one of the sweetest times I have had with Casey. She was so tired! She was like a little pinball running and slamming into things and people. As she was walking she would just give up and dive on the floor and take a 20 second retreat and then go back at it. I scooped her up and took her to the bedroom at laid down with her. It took a minute to get the bucking bronco to settle down for her nap. As she started to relax, she slid her hand in mine and gazed up at me with her gorgeous eyes. She looked at me with complete comfort and trust. She put her fingers between mine and laid her head on my shoulder as we turned on the pillow and she fell asleep. I tried to pull my hand away and as I did she tightened her grip. She was most secure. It made me think, do I grab my Father's hand and rest solely on Him? Do I gaze at Him or am I easily distracted? Do I rest in Him or do I remain in turmoil and worry?
It is way better when we grab His hand, gaze at Him, and lay our complete trust and security in Him.
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