A New Series for Christmas!

My dear friends, that time of year is upon us.

The wondrous time where we remember miracles, celebrate hope…and tend to get bogged down in the details and stresses of entertaining, buying gifts – the perfect gifts, cooking inordinate amounts of food…

Since having children, I’ve found it funny how the Magic of Christmas can be both renewed…and completely lost. Lost among the mundane tasks of cleaning, cooking, and making sure the two year old doesn’t pull the tree down – again.

If you’ve spent any time around these parts at all, then you know I’ve been on a journey of sorts over the past year or two. Rediscovering who I am as a wife, a mom, a friend, a daughter, and a follower of Christ. During this exodus of sorts, I’ve had moments of rediscovering the smallest joys – even within the deepest pain.

Lately I’ve been thinking about the wonder and magic of Christmas. Not just the amazing account of how God Himself, Creator of the Universe, humbled Himself and took on human form to save humanity itself. After all, that is the story. That’s the whole reason!

But how as a kid, literally anything seemed possible at Christmas time. How truly magical things seemed to have a way of happening and sparking that ever smoldering ember of wondering what if…

So, later this week – I’m so giddily excited about this!! – we’re going to start a new series for the Christmas season:

I’ve got some great guest posters lined up that you won’t want to miss! Starting with my own, we’ll be sharing our favorite childhood Christmas memory! There will be friends from around the world contributing to this series and I absolutely can’t wait to share them with you! Also, there may or may not be photos of your’s truly from junior high…maybe.

So, stick around and be sure to come back later this week for the first installment of our brand new series, The Magic of A Childhood Christmas!

What’s your favorite childhood Christmas memory?