The Tinsel Moment

Last weekend, my husband came home with something I hadn’t seen or even thought about it since I was a little girl. I didn’t know they still made it.


“Thought it might be fun,” he said.

“I can’t believe you found it.”

What if tinsel could take me back in time?

Childhood Christmases flashed through my mind. Not all of them were merry, but there was always that magical moment when we finally finished decorating the tree. I’d tiptoe into the den all by myself, and squint through the darkness letting everything blur except for the lights and the tinsel. By then, the nativity scene had been placed under the glow of the Christmas tree.

Could we recreate that kind of moment?

After Rick and I added the lights and ornaments, we draped the fragile silver threads, one at a time.

When we finished I surveyed the tree.

Pretty, but something was missing–maybe from my heart.

After dark, I squinted like when I was a little girl.

Just to see…

And then it happened.

Everything blurred except for the lights and the tinsel…

And the meaning of Christmas, which shone like the Star of David.

I moved in close and buried my face in the aroma.

The name “Jesus” hung front and center near the nativity scene ornament. 

This is it. This is what I felt as a child.

It wasn’t the tinsel!

It was Jesus!

When we focus on the miracle of His birth, “the things of earth will grow strangely dim in the light of His glory and grace.

*** If you need prayer this Christmas, I’d love to pray.

*** P.S. Since Christmas comes on a Wednesday this year, I’m going to take a blog-rest next week. I’ll be back Wednesday, January 1, 2014 to announce my word for the year. Can’t wait to hear yours!! xoxo




My One Word for 2013…(Gulp!)

I didn’t have the warm fuzzies for my 2013 word like last year’s word… SURRENDER. Sunday afternoon, trying to run from my word, I asked our son Thomas to teach me to use free weights at the YMCA. He demonstrated the first exercise by lying on a bench while lifting a weight over his head. “Your turn.”

He handed me the tiniest weight possible–opposite of the ones below. “Easy-breezy,” I said.

He taught me how to pull these ropes while holding my elbows close to my body. It took several tries to get it right, but Thomas was patient with me.

Then he called his girlfriend Brittany for suggestions. Yikes! She’s a personal trainer. They work out together.

Brittany suggested I lunge across the room while holding a five-pound weight. I did it without too much effort.

“Grab me a heavier one,” I said feeling smug. Kinda show-off-y.

Thomas handed me a bigger weight. Halfway across the floor, I thought I might throw up or pass out.

“You okay, Mom?”

I sat down. Caught my breath. Nodded.

“Here’s our next one,” he said. “Watch me first.”

Oh, dear.

Thomas hung upside down by one foot…and did sit-ups…while holding a weight. “Now, you try.”

“You’re crazy! I can’t do that.”

“Sure you can.”

It took me forever to master hanging like a possum.

Then Thomas moved near my feet so I could see his face.

Very slowly, I did one single sit-up holding a weight–the most difficult exercise I’ve ever done.

But wow! When I made it to the top and saw Thomas’s grin and heard him say, “Good job, Mom,” that’s the moment I embraced my new word. 🙂 🙂

Lesson Learned: You can do more than you think you can.

My word for 2013 is FOLLOW.

I pray I’ll follow God without arguing.

I pray I’ll follow without running ahead thinking I know best.

I pray I’ll follow and not lag behind, letting fear keep me from trying.

Do you have a 2013 word?