The Day After

It’s the day after Christmas, and my house is still. Everyone’s sleeping but me and my dog. And I’m sitting here by the twinkle lights of my tree just thinking about the past couple of months and how it’s all over. After months of planning. After weeks of shopping and searching for just the right gifts. After hours and hours and hours of baking and wrapping and plotting and planning….we’ve opened the gifts and eaten the food and goodies. We laughed and joked and cried and laughed again. And now….it’s the day after. It’s over. But is it?

Extraordinarily Ordinary

For almost the past week, I’ve been down for the count with some bug that’s made me weak and tired. Thankfully, it’s moving on now, but for days I was just stuck in bed. And when you don’t watch TV and are too tired to read for long, there isn’t much to do. Except Pinterest (and I just lost all the guys reading this. Hang in there….it’ll come back around). While I looked at every pin ever pinned, I ran across this saying, and it really stuck out to me: Enjoy the little things…for one day you will look back and realize they were the big things… more to see why ordinary is okay.


Every year, one of my favorite Christmas presents is my new journal, and they have come in all shapes and sizes. I love to journal. It’s not like a daily diary. If it were, most days would be pretty boring. But I do write the BIG moments. I capture the memorable moments…what God spoke to me a particular day or if something AMAZING happened. Luke is journaling here….he’s writing the highlights of the life of Jesus. The things that stuck out to him. The things he thought were noteworthy. He took two whole chapters to write about the events leading up to and including Jesus’ birth and dedication in the temple. Then, in one verse, he covers twelve years of His life. And then he skips ahead to when Jesus is starting His ministry….why did he skip those years?…..