We have a modest little tree standing quietly in the corner of our living room. It isn't much to look at, but it is part of one of my most favorite traditions of the Christmas season. My heart warms with each ornament that is hung on its weary branches.
Each ornament has a special sentiment attached to it. Some are from family vacations, while others represent our childhood and the childhoods of our children. Some of the ornaments represent beginnings and others, endings.
Some ornaments bring forth bittersweet memories, while others bring bright smiles to our faces.
I adore watching G as she hangs our memories with her tiny little hands. I look forward to passing down some of these treasures to her in the years to come...and yet I have no desire to rush that time. With each passing year, the memories grow sweeter, the traditions more meaningful, and the blessings richer.
Our eclectic little tree represents our family in a way that is only shown this time of year. I am grateful for the memories our tree represents. However, above all, we treasure the gift of not only these moments that the Lord has blessed us with, but the ultimate gift of our salvation, through Christ's sacrifice. His story will forever be told in our home and held in our hearts.
I love this. We have our first Christmas tree as a family this year and I love watching it :)
ReplyDeleteLove love. This is the first year we are really getting into the tree with our boys. I will always cherish these memories
ReplyDeleteLove love. This is the first year we are really getting into the tree with our boys. I will always cherish these memories
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