Our family ended up having several Christmas celebrations, leading to nearly a week of presents, food and family. As we celebrated the birth of our Savior, my mind took me from the manager to the cross. Although I will readily admit that I don't understand everything, and I often have questions, I know that God is with me and loves me and loves my son even more than I can fathom.
The Christmas season reminds us that God loved us (humanity) so much that the story that He gave of himself and that His son who was born in the most humble of settings through the most unusual and completely supernatural way grew up to be the man who died on the cross, and rose again, defeating death so that we may have eternal life and relationship with Him!
But I trust in your unfailing love; my heart rejoices in your salvation. I will sing the Lord’s praise, for he has been good to me.
Psalm 13:5-6
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Homemade Christmas cookies. Not pretty, but they taste okay! |
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Christmas Eve at Jeff's parents' house. Just visiting, opening gifts would have to wait. |
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Four generations of Marshall men |
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Christmas Day at my Grandparents' House |
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Christmas with the Jeff's side of the family on Saturday, December 29th. |
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