Decorating with Grandma
This is our first Christmas in the UK for 6 years, our first since starting our African adventures. Christmas is one of the times of the year when we most miss ‘home’ and so being back feels like a real treat. Christmas traditions don’t seem to have changed much in 6 years, (apart from the no longer ironic wearing of the Christmas jumper.)
Nativity Shepherd Joy
The cubs seem unfazed by their first winter and are enjoying the magical Christmas wonderland that is Joe’s parents place. They are having lots of firsts, including the joys of nativities, choosing Christmas trees, meeting Father Christmas and meeting new family members.
Meeting Father Christmas
We are blessed to have both of our families together over the next couple of weeks, all staying at Joe’s folks, including my sister and her family who have travelled from Canada. It’s going to be really precious, memory making time. The internet has made keeping in touch with family and friends easier than ever, but it can never beat the real thing.
There is something of the divine in being able to sit, eat and talk in the same room. To live life in each others physical presence. So I pray that the joy and wonder of all these traditions and family will keep bringing us back into the Joy, Wonder and Awe of the first Christmas, of Jesus coming to be with us, physically with us, in all the mess and rawness of life, God chose to be with us. Amazing.
So, wherever you are this festive season, we are sending you our love and we pray that you would know the incredible joy, hope and wonder of Jesus this Christmas.
Joe, Lois, Connie and Reuben.