Except for a few of us being sick, we had a great Christmas. Gingerbread houses were decorated, over 70 presents were wrapped and squeals of joy were had by all. As I edited all the pictures, I had a mixture of feelings. Thankfulness for God's incredible providence, joy from the memories we made in this new, yet temporary house and sadness thinking about how this time next year, we might be somewhere else. We strive to hold onto things loosely, so that if God asks us to give them up, we can do it with minimal hesitation. Admittedly though, it's tough living without a sense of permanence, but it's part of the sanctification process that the Lord is taking us through right now. We are grateful for these trials, because through them, we are becoming more like Him.
"For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come..." Hebrews 13:14
I am proud to share that even before we could mention it on Christmas morning, 3 of our children asked if they could read the Christmas story and pray before opening presents. They all sat patiently and honored God by sharing the story of Jesus' birth. I'm so thankful and it was my favorite part of Christmas this year. Granted, they have developed entitlement issues like most children do after the mountains of presents they received, but their desire to put Him first encourages me that they're on the right track. :)