Baby God


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According to my four-year old grandson, “Baby God” was born today. Not Jesus, Baby God.

Funny, huh?

On second thought, I love it. The Israelites weren’t allowed to speak the name of God so God’s son could not possibly be called “Baby God”.  Jesus was His earthly name but “Baby God” says it all.

Too often we separate Jesus, God and the Holy Spirit and we forget they are one in the same. This is definitely not going to be an essay on the Trinity. Are you kidding me?

On this Christmas day, think what it might mean if you rethought the name “Jesus” and substituted “Baby God”. Would it possibly change how you feel about God? Would you see HIm in a more approachable way? Would you realize that He isn’t the angry God you might have been led to believe? Would you see the love that He gives evidenced in His voluntary time on earth?

Sometimes a four-year old has a better understanding of God than the rest of us.

Merry Christmas

Getting closer


Wow. Christmas is literally just around the corner. By ten this morning I had cooked chicken for White Chicken Chili and browned ground beef for Spaghetti sauce. Got all my Christmas cards ready. (That’s another story. I bought them weeks ago and can’t find them. As luck would have it I had just enough various left-overs to go around. I’ll find the other ones after Christmas.) My family is coming this Saturday and will be here for five days. The more I have done ahead of time, the better I feel and the more I can just enjoy the season.

Last night I completely organized my pantry because I know my daughter is going to want to decorate Pretzels and this way I’m all set. I know where everything is.

I got a little package of cookies and hot cocoa mix ready for our mail carrier. We are gone a lot and she does a great job of keeping track of all our “hold mails”.

Made a darling paper star wreath last night and wound yarn around a number of the gold Christmas trees from Dollar Tree. They are just adorable and you can vary the height by placing them on different sized candle holders etc. I’ll bet I’ve made at least twenty this year.

Working on my grocery list today. I live in Michigan and this winter, we’re learning to shop between snowstorms. Another one heading our tomorrow and a mega storm this week-end. We live on a hill. Need I say more?

I hope to make my mother-in-law’s nut roll today or tomorrow. I searched the internet and her recipe is truly unique. I want to be able to hand it down to the next generation. Of course, there is no recipe so I’m just going by “a little of this” and “a pinch of that”.  I’ll let you know.

Hubby just back from cross-country skiing. I’ve got to check the freezer to see what I already have on hand. Seriously, I should own stock in our local grocery store, (Meijer’s.)

Anyway, I just thought I’d share with all you women out there the wonderful busyness of this Christmas season. What a contrast to the days Mary experienced leading up to the birth of her Son. And yet I find that being excited about Christmas and being crazy busy just makes me appreciate that gift of peace even more.

Truly Christmas is a time to enjoy the “fullness of life” that Christ promised.

God bless and hang in there everyone!

(ps. I just “pinged” these posts listed below. I hope I have time to read them. They look very interesting.)

an unexpected gift


Crop of original painting "Anbetung der H...

Crop of original painting “Anbetung der Hirten” (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

(For those of you who follow both my blogs, I’m posting this to both of them today. I don’t usually do this, but I felt it as appropriate to both.)

I’m just getting ready to spend some quiet time with God but I wanted to post before the day gets beyond me.

I don’t know about you but the closer I get to Christmas the more I think of all those projects I wanted to complete but didn’t. All those Pinterest DIY’s that beckon me and awake my creative juices. Making presents for the people in my life is one of the highlights of Christmas for me.

This year it was flannel plaid infinity scarves for the women. It was jute wrapped bottles with the word, “love” spelled out in separate letters on each bottle. It was adorable “HO, HO, HO,” wall :”thingees” I made for friends. Yes, I took pics but honestly doubt I’ll get them posted. I don’t know how everyone is posting Christmas tours of their homes. I have to say mine is beautifully decorated. It’s an old, old house so it lends itself to Christmas anyway. In fact it was during the Holidays that we decided to buy it. But whether you ever see the pics is in question at the moment. But I certainly enjoy those pictures that others have posted. Makes me feel I know them.

I’m winding down now knowing that many of the things I wanted to do aren’t going to get accomplished. But I’m OK with that.

Mary and Joseph were only thinking of one thing, the birth of their Son. That’s what I’m concentrating on today. How the birth of Jesus is meant to impact my life and how I relate to others.

Does Christ make a difference in my life or not?

So today I take time from a very busy day and reflect on a birth I don’t understand. I mean, seriously, a virgin birth? And yet I believe. And what amazes me at this very moment, even as I write, is that if I can believe something as “out-of-box” as a virgin birth, why do I question God in other areas?

Why do I ever question He hears AND answers my prayers? Why do I ever question He can perform miracles. Honestly, until I started writing today, I never made that connection What an unexpected gift of insight I’ve just been given.

Some will scoff at my beliefs. It doesn’t matter. Belief and faith are intensely private and personal. Besides, everyone operates from a belief in something. Everyone.

has it been that long, or is it just Christmas?


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Wow. I’ve never gone this long without posting.  One thing I know for sure, if you’re female and you’re reading this, you’re not wondering why it’s been so long,  you’re wondering how I’m finding time to post a little over two weeks out from Christmas!

I’ve been busy. No, past busy. We were at my daughter’s for four days. We had a wonderful, carefree Thanksgiving. Couldn’t have enjoyed it more.  Between taking care of my mom, shopping, making presents, trying to decorate the house, AND deal with constant pain, it’s been a whirlwind. Seems like Thanksgiving was months ago.

But I’ve enjoyed all of it,. (not the pain, of course but nothing I can do about that)

I love making gifts. I love decorating the house. I love the hustle and bustle. I would enjoy it even more but when every step hurts, it puts a damper on things. But then I think, “Hey, at least I’m still walking.”

So what have I been making? Well, the pictures will remain unpublished till have Christmas as some of my followers are recipients of said gifts. But I’m liking how things are turning out.

This morning during my “quiet time with God” I asked that He continually  remind me about what this season is all about. I want to experience the “peace that came to earth”. I don’t want to cheapen the cost of that gift by getting so caught up in the busyness of the season that I forget to  unwrap it.

I’m not one of those who take the concept of commercialism and lay a guilt trip on anyone, including me.   Commercialism doesn’t just exist at Christmas time. It’s just more concentrated. Sure, some people, (those crazy ones you see on the news shows grabbing items out of someone else’s hands) go over board.  But most people I know are simply trying to show their love for the people in their life the best way they know how.  They’re enjoying the process.  They’re enjoying  searching for just the right gift, They’re enjoying creating that perfect gift.

Today my hubby and I are baking dozens of cookies. Anzac cookies. They are an Australian cookie we fell in love with when in, you guessed it, Australia.. Everyone loves them which is why so many. If you want to make them be sure to look for the original recipe from Australia.  The others are OK but the original is the best. They’re a cruncy cookie so don’t over bake them. It’s very easy to do.

So if you’re feeling swamped, enjoy it. Enjoy the process not just the end result. We’ll get ‘er done. Remind yourself that you’ve felt this way every Christmas and every Christmas you’ve manged to pull it off. And even if you can’t convince  yourself, speak the words anyway. it will help. Speaking words of encouragement always helps and we should speak them to ourselves as well.

Hope to be back before Christmas.