I don’t blog nearly as much as I used to. When my child care business grew two years ago, I knew my time to write would be limited. I also have been limiting my time on social networking sites. I don’t read as many blogs as I used to.
As my kids have grown older, their need for privacy has increased. I am not one of these moms who wants to share on Facebook about every single activity my kids are doing or what emotions they are experiencing or our daily schedule. In the past couple months I have felt this need for living life outside of Facebook posts. Sometimes I feel like we might over post because we are looking for attention and/or validation we are not getting elsewhere. I have to embrace the relationships and real live friendships in front of me to find the joy of living life’s moments.
With that being said, the holidays is a time I like to blog. I have done the December photo project the last three years (one year I did not complete it) because it helps me focus on the day to day joys of Advent and Christmas.
This Christmas is unique as we will be seeing the husband’s parents here in Oregon a week before Christmas. Then we will be spending a good part of the holiday break on the Atlantic coast in Virginia with my family. There have been many Christmases since we moved to Oregon when we have seen no extended family. So this is a real treat for all of us. There will be plenty of Christmas programs, holiday parties, gift wrapping, baking and Christmas crafting sessions.
For now I want to focus on Thanksgiving weekend.
For the past three years I have run in the Keizer Turkey Dash 5K on Thanksgiving morning. This year my eight year old and I ran it together. We began training shortly after school started. Due to my full schedule I could only run with him about one to two times a week. I figured with PE at school and the fact he is active when he plays in the backyard–that would be enough. I was impressed when he could run two miles without stopping and then three!
His final time was 35:56 which is about ten minutes fast than last year. Although last year he was sick and insisted on running it anyway. And he had not trained as much. Still ten whole minutes! I wish I could shave ten minutes off my marathon time–I might be able to qualify for Boston.
We had perfect weather. No rain in sight. It was a little colder than normal, but we bundled up.
He says he is going to miss our weekly runs and wants to do another race soon. We’re looking at a Christmas or MLK King Day run. The problem with Oregon is we can get very nasty rain that time of year. I ran a 1/2 marathon last year in December and nasty, windy, pouring rain. It took hours for my body temperature to get back to normal.
Every Thanksgiving since we moved to Oregon, we have celebrated with friends. This year we celebrated with the same friends we celebrated with last year. It was fun to have an established tradition of a big meal, game, and dessert. It was a nice relaxing day spent with people we enjoy.
The kids even got to play outside for a bit in my friend’s big front yard.
They can see the best sunsets from their front porch as well as the coastal range mountains.
In the early evening we noticed black smoke in the distance and heard fire trucks. My husband has an app on his phone that has all the police and fire calls for our city. There was a house on fire only a few streets over that quickly escalated into a three alarm fire. The smoke got thick and black and we could start to see the orange glow of flames. As we left to go home there were fire trucks lining up and down the road and we saw how bad the fire was. It made our news and the house was a total loss. Thankfully no one was killed or hurt.
It was only a few weeks ago I lead a devotional for our seniors group. I shared about storing up treasures in heaven and not on earth. Our true treasure is the hope of Jesus Christ as our Lord and Savior who paid the price for our sins. This treasure brings us peace in times of trial like house fires, floods, terrorist attacks, ill health, depression, family dysfunction, etc. Nothing or no one can take away that treasure from us. I was reminded again as we saw this family’s dream home dissipate into flames.
When I was seven years old we had a small fire in our house that only destroyed a lamp, part of the couch, and part of the wall. By God’s grace, my parents discovered it the moment the lamp sparked and put it out before the fire department arrived. When I was a sophomore in college, my floor in my dormitory caught on fire from a cigarette thrown in the trash can. When I exited my room flames were shooting up to the ceiling in the hallway. In both those situations you don’t think about grabbing everything you own. You just go and get out of there. You remember what is most important in your life.
So this Thanksgiving, I am thankful for my faith in Jesus Christ and how God has led me on this incredible journey with its own twists and turns. I am thankful for my family, my extended family, my church family, my friends, my jobs, and this beautiful part of the country we call home. I pray that throughout this conclusion of Thanksgiving as we move into Advent, I will continue to focus on that true treasure of Christ’s coming into the world.