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Bah Humbug?

So much is going on around here.  Lots of getting ducks lined up kinda thing.  Much of it I  just can udder the words or type them as of yet. Keep posted for further updates on all that.  

In the middle of all our getting ducks lined up and ready to waddle is this thing call Christmas. I love the true meaning of Christmas that is CHRISTmas.  The day in which we are supposed to celebrate the birth of the Messiah, Savior, Son in the trinity of God, his name is JESUS, I think you get my point.  I am down sizing this year.  We have oodles of boxes full of holiday cheer.   Our tree is a little bare compared to years past. Mark did put lights on the house for the first time in a couple years but I am NOT putting out anything else for Christmas.  Not to prove a point or even because I am being a bah humbug.  It just seems appropriate to be lean this year.  It was nice when Nathan woke up this morning and said " the tree is beautiful".   He doesn't care if our house is transformed into a winter wonderland.  
On another note, Nathan said yesterday in a very serious demanding kind of way "Santa is bringing me a guitar for Christmas."  I never ever push the Santa card.  I always ask what they want for Christmas never what do you want Santa to bring you.  I don't deny Santa entirely, but I can't lie to them about Santa and tell them Jesus is real.   Get what I'm saying?  

Anyway, Santa is fun to pretend and I have already had this discussion with Madison.  She is too smart for her own good at times.  She was asking obscure questions this summer about magic.  Is the magic in movies real?  Of course I told her it was not real.   Clear out of the blue she said, "well then Santa isn't real".  What are you supposed to say to that when you don't want to lie?  I just said to her, "well it is fun to believe he is real right?".  That ended the discussion.  Similar questions have come up about Rudolph in which I reply, "I don't know if he is real I have never seen him".   Alex has never asked such deep questions.  

I love Christmas for all the superficial crazy stuff, but remember it is suppose to be about a celebration of a miraculous virgin birth of THE Savior.  It is not about what is the best gift I could give or what am I going to get.  If you don't have Jesus, Christmas is shallow and meaningless.   Jesus is the best gift.  

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