The Christmas Tree

The holidays came upon us too fast this year, and it was looking like we weren’t going to get a tree up. But we managed to drag one out of the basement and put it together. My daughter decorated the tree while we watched from our recliners.

As I was looking at all the ornaments I realized they tell a story—Our story; the story of Christmases past, of babies, and places, little fingers sticky with glue and glitter, and smiles, and of growing up, new friends, and old memories. I’d like to share a few of them with you.

Made With Love~ (Oh how they grow up so fast)


Gifts from special people ~


Just For Fun ~


Keepsakes from the kids' Sunday School ~
(a lovely tradition from year to year)


My Daughter's Love For Animals ~


Special Times ~


From My Childhood ~


And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. But the angel said to them, "Do not be afraid. I bring you good news of great joy that will be for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger."

Suddenly a great company of the heavenly host appeared with the angel, praising God and saying, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace to men on whom his favor rests."

Have A Blessed Christmas!
Alice