With this Christmas season I wanted to take time to wish my readers a Very Merry Christmas! I've just turned in the page proofs for Trusting Grace, which releases in May, 2017. I hope you've added it to your wish list for spring.
Christmas has a deeply spiritual meaning for me personally and my family as we celebrate the birth of our Savior. I was asked by Family Fiction Magazine:
One Question: What is the number one way you and your family help yourselves to remember the real meaning of Christmas?
"Baking Christmas cookies, last minute shopping, and wrapping gifts, were only part of how we spent Christmas Eve with our son and daughter. But the highlight of our evening culminated at church. After an early dinner of Cornish hens with all the trimmings, we’d venture out into the cold or sometimes snowy Colorado twilight to celebrate the birth of Christ-the true meaning of why we exalt Him at Christmas. The church was filled with people, and evergreen trimmings scented the sanctuary as we lifted our voices in hymns of Christmas praise before our pastor read the birth of Christ from St. Luke with the children gathered at his feet. We ended the evening singing Silent Night, as each of us in turn lit candles representing Christ, The Light of the World. A benevolent offering was collected at the door as we left calling our “Merry Christmas” and well wishes to our friends. Now our children are grown, but we know that we’ve instilled in their hearts traditions for their own family, but most of all how one tiny babe changed the world for all eternity.
God bless you and your family in your Christmas tradition and may all the joys of the season be yours!
MAGGIE
ookies, last minute shopping, and wrapping gifts, were only part of how we spent Christmas Eve with our son and daughter. But the highlight of our evening culminated at church. After an early dinner of Cornish hens with all the trimmings, we’d venture out into the cold or sometimes snowy Colorado twilight to celebrate the birth of Christ-the true meaning of why we exalt Him at Christmas. The church was filled with people, and evergreen trimmings scented the sanctuary as we lifted our voices in hymns of Christmas praise before our pastor read the birth of Christ from St. Luke with the children gathered at his feet. We ended the evening singing Silent Night, as each of us in turn lit candles representing Christ, The Light of the World. A benevolent offering was collected at the door as we left calling our “Merry Christmas” and well wishes to our friends. Now our children are grown, but we know that we’ve instilled in their hearts traditions for their own family, but most of all how one tiny babe changed the world for all eternity
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