Merry Christmas Jesus

When I hear the word Christmas, shouldn’t I smile and be happy for the life of my savior? I’ll go ahead and answerer that question, yes. Christmas time isn’t special anymore, I feel disgusted when I say that too. CHRISTmas has been so covered up, so transformed. I am dismayed when I read or hear things in the news about people having to say happy holidays instead of Merry Christmas. I do it too though; it is so easy to get caught up in the presents and decorations. I suppose it isn’t wrong as long as the real reason is kept held in high regards. I am so thankful for the life Jesus lead, for the example he gave us and for the gift he gave us. I can’t help but sink back in my chair a little bit when I really think about it.

I did have a good Christmas though, I got to see some an amazing smile on my sisters face when she opened her new phone, and I am like 90% sure my dad liked the new bird feeder I got him. And of course, my mom loved the remote car starter/unlocker I got for her Camry.

I LOVED the game of rummy cube I got to play with my mom & sister. Even with all the distractions, the basics are what always bring me back to the "good love." I am thankful for my family. I am so grateful that God placed me in this family with "good love."

It was a good Christmas.

I also made the decision to get my butt back in School. IPFW starts classes up again on the 14th, I am going to do everything in my power to get back in classes by then. It is going to be cutting it close, but I think I can do it. I am intimidated by school, but I feel like it is what I need to be doing. I can do it, and I can overcome all the obstacles. BAM, I SAID IT!!!