It's a Christmas Miracle!

According to my children, this white stuff in our yard is a miracle.

Sara is rejoicing. For her, Christmas has truly come now.

I would like to apologize to Jefferson City and the surrounding area for the screaming that you may have heard Sunday morning when my kids woke up to this. As for Bob and I, one moment we were peacefully sleeping, and the next, three wild children were bouncing on our bed, but we couldn't understand what they were saying. You see, we had gone temporarily deaf, due to the high decibels emitting from their little mouths. They kept pointing out the windows, so we eventually figured out what was causing all the ruckus.

Then, the three of them traipsed down to the kitchen to fix pancakes, bacon, coffee, and orange juice to bring to us in bed. Bob and I looked at each other, smiled, and said, "We have a perfect life!"

Then I realized I had dozed off again. The sad truth is, we all ran around like crazy people getting dressed, ate cold cereal for breakfast, and were ten minutes late for church.

Snow reminds me of some things:

1. We need to work on Ben's theology. He gave thanks to Santa for the snow.

2. I love birds at my feeder.

3. I love this verse: "'Come now, let us reason together', says the Lord. 'Though your sins are like scarlet, they shall be as white as snow...'"~Isaiah 1:18. Just as snow covers over the mole hills and ugly patches in my yard, so the blood of Jesus covers over my sin.

4. Snowmen are cute. This little dude is cheering up my kitchen.

5. I like this verse too: "When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for all of them are clothed in scarlet."~Proverbs 31:21. Although for me, it's more like, "When it snows, she has no fear for her household; for she finally made the trek up to the attic to drag down the winter clothes."

6. "I want to wash my hands, my face, and hair with snow." Not really. That sounds so uncomfortable. But apparently Rosemary Clooney loves it.