Dear Friends,

It’s week two of Advent. Yes, I’m still doing my daily devotional, wherever I can squeeze it in. I am working through “Born a Child and Yet a King” by Nancy DeMoss Wolgemuth which explores the Gospel through Christmas Carols. Normally, I am a Richard Rohr, St. Francis, Beth Richardson kind of Advent person. This year, I went with hymns; I think because I am singing again. I love to sing and I know every verse of all of these familiar hymns. I know, I know, the point is to get uncomfortable, but truly, this year, I am reveling in the comfort and familiarity and joy of song.

I joined a church choir ten minutes from my house for the Christmas season. Sunday is the Christmas Cantata. I am singing for Christmas for the first time since I was pregnant with my younger son. I am so happy I could cry. We have a big rehearsal tomorrow with the orchestra ensemble. What a way to start my Saturday.

I’ve been binge watching Hallmark movies, eating Christmasy food, and basically ignoring every rule I have for myself except bedtime. I’m going to to sit in front of my fireplace on the couch and just bask in all the love that is around me. My boys will be home with me without agenda or homework in 7 days. My husband is taking six days off for Christmas. I haven’t always had Christmas seasons that make me this happy, so I am soaking it all up. Every single drop.

I promise to write an inspiring, thoughtful pieceabout what I learned during Advent soon. I will. In the meantime, sending you all the peace and goodwill your hearts can hold as we journey to the manger. “Hey, unto ya, a child is born!” (Gladys Herdmann)

Love Y’all, Marla