I woke up this morning after a 12-hour turkey coma to the sound of rain pattering on the window sill. It took a moment before I realized that it was on the inside of the window, since our windows leak from the top and make a nice puddle on the floor. I rolled out of bed and put on the hoodie conveniently located on the floor next to me. My eyes adjusted as I looked at the bedroom clock, did some quick math to subtract 23 minutes from the time shown to determine that it was 8 in the morning. I thought about all of the sales that I had already missed by "sleeping in" until 8 and realized that I really didn't care. I went into the living room and did my quiet time, then decided it was time to go to the gym, so I walk outside into the frigid 50-degree air and took a deep breath. Well, actually it was more of a half breath, as the air in Dallas is not really the cleanest air in the world. Anyway, I took the half breath and a cough and thought to myself, "Christmas is in the air." And I couldn't do anything but smile.
So it's the night after Thanksgiving, and I'm sitting on the couch in our living room unable to see Laura through the Christmas tree we just put up. Tiff and Laura are at the bistro table painting little pumpkins (leftover from Halloween almost a month ago) to look like Santa and snowmen. I'm supposed to be writing a paper, but I'm not really wanting to. So here I am, taking in the moment and enjoying the fact that less than one month from today we will gather together with Christians around the world praising God as we remember and celebrate the birth of our Savior.
And that's exciting...and why I can't do anything but smile.
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