What a fitting end to my run here at Pear Shaped Thoughts...Christmas Eve...No one likes goodbyes, it's hard...I know...Would you like me to pass you some tissue? It has been lovely getting to know you, it truly has, and I will miss you! I am so grateful to have had this opportunity to blog here at Pear Shaped thoughts. But, I will continue to blog in my own space at my own place, That's What She Said..., and would love for you to follow along with me there.
In respect for the celebrated Eve of our Saviors birth, in the event you are actually reading today, I would like to leave you with a little Christmas Story I wrote about my daughter a few years ago...
"One busy day during the Christmas season, I found myself hurriedly running from one store to another with three children in tow. The frenzy of the season and all of its activities were bearing down and had left me tired and exhausted. On one of our last stops, I quickly pushed passed the aisle of Christmas decorations, despite the protests of my children, so that I could soon return home. At that moment, I realized that my daughter was missing. A sudden surge of panic came over me, but as I turned to look for her, I heard her call out to me.
“Oh, Mommy,” she exclaimed “Look!”
There was my daughter standing before a light-up yard nativity scene. In the midst of busy shoppers pushing passed, she slowly knelt before the Baby Jesus. The shoppers, still passing by, did not even notice one small girl kneeling before the manger. I reverently watched as she looked on lovingly at the Baby and spoke quiet words to Him. It was as though time stopped for me that night. While the crowds thronged on through the store, there was only a mother, with tears in her eyes, whose heart swelled with love for her daughter and her Savior, and a little girl who took the time to stop, remember and admire the precious Christ child.
When she was through, Ladybug rose to her feet and walked back to join me. As she slipped her hand in mine and we turned to walk away, I said a silent prayer of gratitude to my Heavenly Father for this wonderful gift of a daughter and this sacred Christmas experience. I was reminded of a scripture in Isaiah 11:6 “…and a little child shall lead them.” With all the wisdom of a six year old, Ladybug led me by the hand that night out of a busy store and into a more Christ filled Christmas."
Until we meet again...