The Mothership

I sat watching Mary give her song of praise through the lens of the television. She recites a song as if from memory and through the screen I can sense a longing in her heart. A longing to BE with her maker. She portrays what the honor of carrying the savior in her heart truly meant to her.  Mary’s Prophetic Song 46  And Mary sang this song:      “My soul is ecstatic, overflowing with praises to God! 47  My spirit bursts with joy over my life-giving God! [ aj ] 48  For he set his tender gaze upon me, his lowly servant girl. [ ak ]      And from here on, everyone will know      that I have been favored and blessed. 49  The Mighty One has worked a mighty miracle for me;      holy is his name! 50  Mercy kisses all who fear him,      from one generation to the next. [ al ] 51  Mighty power flows from him      to scatter all those who walk...

The fall and into the holidays I feel like we go not stop speed with trying to get everything festive in before the end of the year.  Plus I love to do all the festive things.  I was planning to do a creative post of 25 days of Christmas...but, that never happened.  So I'm just going to give some highlights with maybe a few comments (funny ones if you're lucky) in between. Luke was super into Christmas this year.  He is so enthusiastic about most things, but the morning he woke up to a house full of Christmas decorations he was especially sweet.  "Mommy mommy mommy!!!  I just LOVE my Christmas. I just love it!  It's a special treat for me!,"he says jumping up and down with his eyes tightly shut and mouth moving faster than his little brain synapses could connect. I have always loved Christmas, probably because my mom tried to do as many festive things as she could.  I'm glad he's just as excited about it as I am.  I mean someone else ...