I am not usually one to get into the spirit of the season. I don't get all anxious about Christmas coming, preparations, etc. I don't get the itch to go buy lots of presents. Something, though, has been deeper this Advent season. I have anticipated Christmas more simply because of the image I have in my mind of our family being together. There is nothing I want more than to sit on the living room floor with my daughters and talk to them, play with them and tell them how much I love them.
There is nothing better to me than to be able to sit with Natalia and simply share a moment. It is such a blessing to have this hope, that everything will be perfect for awhile.
I am beginning to have little bit of the same feeling as I read the prophecies in Isaiah about the coming Messiah. Everything will be perfect when He comes. Evertything would be that way all the time if I didn't keep running Him off.