It's a little past 11pm on Christmas, and I am home in my bungalow. Which for those of you who have been following this blog would imply that yes the freaky gian purple newt has been relocated to a new home! Otherwise I would not be here. But, thankfully being a Youth Pastor has finally paid off and as one of my boys and his father promptly came to my rescue on Christmas Eve to remove the icky miniature dragon (or over-sized slimy lizard) type creature which had taken up residence in on my steps.
For those of you worried that I had them off it rest assured that it has mearly been taken away, not knocked off. Though those that know me and experianced my fear yesterday would know that I am not an animal lover or a slimy creature lover, and would not really have any quams having it killed, but alas it really just got moved into a friendlier neighborhood.
Knowing that my creature was no longer a threat awaiting me at home, it was much eaiser to return back to my lovely little place tonight, and reflect on my Christmas day. Looking back it really was a one of the better Christmases. Why? So glad you asked, because it was just my family, it was simple, and it was realxed in every way.
To be honest I was not looking forward to this siplistic Christmas, I love having the bigger family around or friends, I thought I would miss ahving the extras. I was wrong. I cannot explain to you how nice it was to wake up, start a fire (yep I did that) and have my little 8 year old brother come in so excited because Santa really did come and better yet he left presents. I think Jordan was really not sure if he was going to get anything this year, so the compleate joy when he discovered the lack of coal was so refreshing. We let everyone wake up as they did, and took our turns opening stockings filled with goodies, letting each person really enjoy the the treats they unwraped. After awhile we did cinimon rolls and gifts, at a leasurly pace, with lots of thanks.
You see about a month ago we all agreed to keep in mind the idea of not over spending, and we all held to it. So, none of us came in expecting much and I think everyone was really able to enjoy what they did get because of that understanding. There was honest excitement over each gift.
I also was encouraged to give a gift to a charity in my parents honor instead of getting them a gift, as was Krista and we both had a fun time picking out the charities to surprise our parents with. Lots of fun.
After all of this came a trip with the whole fam to the movies to see Bedtime Stories, which was much more fun than I expected! Then home to cook dinner together, eat and look at old family pics, it really has been wonderful life we have had, all of which is a gift because of the ultimate Christmas gift Jesus Christ.
Hope you too got to experince the joyu of Christmas this year!