This popped up today and because so many of my readers are new and haven’t seen this, I am reblogging it. May it be a reminder of the power of prayer and the importance of friends near and far.
Christmas is a time of miracles. I think each year that I have been alive there has been some small miracle at Christmas. This year my extended family got our Christmas miracle early and I think it is making the season so much more special for us all. Yes, there are many problems. Life is not perfect for anyone in my family at the moment but when we stop and think about our little miracle, we can all be thankful that things are not worse…after all, things could have turned out differently and that would have been horrible.
Two Sundays ago, I was settling in for a relaxing evening and bundling up on the couch when I got a text message from one of my sisters asking if I knew if anything had happened at our mom’s house because our uncle had texted her saying our nephew had been hurt…
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Wasted Days And Wasted Nights 
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