Christmas is so anti-climactic.
I don't know what to do with myself now that the day is almost over.
This Christmas my mom installed a new heating blanket for me so I couldn't get out of bed until 12:30 in the afternoon. I know its cold in Norcal and Inland, but its cold here by the beach too. I absolutely hate wearing socks and hoodies in the house. Its itchy and scratchy.
For the past three days I've been making a fuss about watching Benjamin Button with my family for the movie's opening today. Curse the stars because it was completely sold out all day. Instead my sister and I watched Bedtime Stories and had a Denny's dinner. I want to marry Adam Sandler. I also want to marry country fried steak and gravy.
While Christmas felt unusual and undeservingly empty this year, I'm glad I was still went to Christmas Eve service at my church. Sometimes there are moments in my life when I completely lose grasp of what real worship is - the kind that God deserves. It was so good to be in his presence again and give reverence to Jesus OUR KING. The message: Isaiah 7-10, written 700 years before Christ's birth.
6 For to us a child is born,
to us a son is given,
and the government will be on his shoulders.
And he will be called
Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,
Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.
I got into a bad car accident Christmas Eve as well. Please pray for me. My mind and heart are racing.
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wow...will do. hope everything is ok!
ReplyDeletewhat the mother! get better soon buddy
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