Christmas Countdown

So the countdown to Christmas continues. Everything seems to be going along at a good clip and we're getting things done in time. Am I enjoying it this year? Unequivacably - no. I'm stuck in a weird place emotionally and mentally this year and can't seem to get past it. Tonight's gala plan is to finish up the Christmas cards and get presents wrapped and under the tree. Truly that should help as Keith and I enjoy this each year. We put a Christmas cd on and wrap and laugh together. Usually we listen to a cd with old songs by the classic artists, but we also love Amy Grant's cd. Perhaps that will all help.

And when we first get home "we" will be assembling two bicycles. We always get one for Toys for Tots and this year we bought a boy and girl bike, so twice the assembly. This ought to be fun as it has been years since we've had to assemble one since usually I find one at a store ready to go. But we got these at Toys R Us this year and they charge an additional ten bucks apiece for assembly. As if! So maybe this will help with Christmas spirit.

Tomorrow night is Advent service at church and since nothing else is planned I might go to that as well. Nothing says Christmas to me more than singing in church. Well and Little Debbie Christmas Trees!

And I'm planning to take Joe to Petsmart on Saturday so he can get his picture taken with Santa. I guess once your kids are too old for that annual event there's really nothing to do but take the dog! Until grandkids come along of course. He'll enjoy the outing, but he always enjoys outings so that's really not any big thing.

Just another day in the life I suppose.....

~ Elizabeth


TEARS ARE A LANGUAGE

Often you wonder why tears come into your eyes
And burdens seem to be much more that you can stand
But God is standing near. He sees your falling tears
And tears are a language God understands.

God sees the tears of a brokenhearted soul.
He sees your tears and hears them when they fall.
God weeps along with man and He takes him by the hand.
Tears are a language God understands.

When grief has left you low it causes tears to flow
When things have not turned out the way that you had planned,
But God won't forget you His promises are true.
And tears are a language that my God He understands.

God sees the tears of a brokenhearted soul.
He sees your tears and hears them when they fall
God weeps along with man and He takes him by the hand.
Tears are a language God understands

Tears are a language that my God He understands.