"This is very rare," we told them.
"Not only has this never happened as long as Mommy & Daddy have been alive, but this has never happened in Nana's 92 year life," we emphasized.
"You will always talk about this day," we assured them.
But they are six. They couldn't really comprehend what we meant. They just wanted to play in the snow and make a snowman. Their vision is for the current day...and enjoying it to the full.A white Christmas in Georgia was truly magical. I had to remind myself that it was just snow--people in other parts of the world have snowy Christmases quite frequently. Yet, knowing we were a part of history gave the sacred day of Christmas even more magic and wonder.
Tonight I am reminded that every day I have the opportunity to make history. Each day is an original. There will never be another yesterday or another tomorrow. December 27, 2010 happens only once in a lifetime.
I know these days are fleeting. People remind me all the time. They don't always feel sacred or magical. Usually they feel a bit mundane. Yet, even through the piles of laundry, the dirty dishes, the homework, the meals, the whining...there are unexpected miracles. These days with their laughter, lessons, and love sprinkled throughout 'normal life' are shaping and forming the hearts, souls and testimonies of my husband and my children. They are also shaping and forming me.
God's work in human lives is a miracle that will leave a lasting impression FAR greater than the memory of a white Christmas in Georgia. Here's to the wonder and the miracle of today!
6 comments:
Thank you for the reminder! After this day....it was much needed!
Blessings!
You're right, they are magical. Mine are getting older, but even at 14 and 10 they are magical. The snow ABSOLUTELY made the day though!
I live in the Monroe area and loved gazing out our window this year as the snow fell. It brought peace to a normally chaotic time of the year; however, this year was even more so. My husband's favorite uncle killed himself on Christmas Eve and as I watched all the little cousins playing in the whiteness of it all, the song "Whiter Than Snow" kept replaying in my head. The viewing & funeral are later this week and while we mourn the early loss, we can also celebrate the gift of salvation Jesus brought that washes us whiter than snow.
What a beautiful post. Thank you for the reminder.
Cxx
Glad you had a great Christmas! Please pray for ashley at
ashleyadamsjournal.blogspot.com, she is having new line placement then appointments to determine if she is a candidate for new transplant. Thanks
It's true your children can't comprehend the magic of that White Christmas but I keep thinking that we can't comprehend the magic of SO many things our little ones experience daily - bubbles, a bird's nest, a big tractor in the field, stomping in puddles, a Disney movie.....
May we all look at each new day as a magical gift, just wake up and look forwrad to the joy that awaits us - like our children do.
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