Christmas Day is almost upon us and I am indeed beginning to feel a bit festive (and that's not just the percocet talking)!  A promised storm is rumbling in from the North, so we should have a cozy day today followed by a very simple Christmas...stockings, lit tree and a holiday meal (prepared by Cindy and Mom).

Sadly, there will be a shocking lack of Trader Joe's pecan rolls to warm our Christmas morning.  I sent Cindy and Ken in search of the frozen delectables yesterday and they were all sold out.  Same for the TJ's near Dan's work.  So I'm going to go out later (with someone else driving) and see what we can find by way of a meager substitute.

I am so grateful this Christmas for the love of our Creator.  For the love of an incredibly thoughtful husband.  For the practical caring and prayers of family, friends and strangers.  For the world I am fortunate to inhabit, mere miles away from folks who will not be so fortunate as we when the storm blows in.  We have a roof and a warm hearth.  They, I'm afraid, have a cardboard shack in the Tijuana dump.  Special blessings to Pastor Von and those from Spectrum Ministries (part of the church of my youth) who carry Christmas through the mud to the shining face of a joyful child.

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