Several
Christmas gifts stand out in my memory: handcrafted doll furniture, a hand-sewn
rag doll with clothes and, a ballerina gown. One year she painted bicycles for
my brother and me. I remember how happy she was when my seriously injured Dad
came home from the hospital just for Christmas Day. Reflecting on my childhood,
she is part of all the memories.
t is hard to imagine Christmas without my mom, but I want to celebrate her life. Her creativity revealed love for her family through all the special things she did for us. My mother’s love for us is a reminder of God’s love. After all, isn’t Christmas a celebration of God’s love in giving His Son to us? God prepared the way for His coming with prophecies throughout the Bible, but we were surprised when He arrived as a tiny baby. Jesus surprised us again when He humbled Himself to die for our sins on a cruel cross.
© 2012 Diane
E. Hussey
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