Go Tell it On the Mountain
Just cycled back from caroling, washed up and sitting down to write a couple more cards. Was singing “Go tell it on the mountain” when I thought about the meaning of the carol. Honestly I haven’t sat down to appreciate Christmas, each year it rushes by. We go for caroling, baptism, then settle down and do our own things. And then a few days of relaxing and off to another madcap year. Shall finish a few cards up for tomorrow. Goodness, this year I wrote so few but I made them so it slightly more time than normal. I guess I just didn’t sit down and focus thats why.
Hannah seems to be bawling non-stop. I think its quite.. interesting to have a baby. Even with a mom living upstairs I’ still unfazed. I guess its cos I’m not going to be the one giving birth and feeding every 2 hours (though if i could i would..) hmmm.. imagine, Jesus as a baby THAT tiny. I mean.. God would actually stoop down soooooo low just to save us. He was willing to become so weak just for us. Ah… I’m desperate, but obviously not enough.
Hi darren, If you’re reading this I thought of you and called you but you didn’t pick up. Pick up next time leh. haha..