Second week of advent

I found this among the pictures in my computer. My 8 year old niece did it. From time to time she would ask to use my machine and one time I found this. Sometimes she would also put I love you notes with her drawings (she likes to draw flowers!) in my small cork message board. This things really touch my heart! My nieces and nephews at home are super hyper active kids that often times there's chaos at home but little things like this make me appreciate my home.

It is the second week of advent.

My post last week made me look forward to the season, so i thought i'd anticipate Christmas by virtually lighting each candle each week...


I also got this nice email which i think is appropriate for the season. It is the Christmas version of 1Corinthians 13... here goes...

If I decorate my house perfectly with plaid bows, strands of twinkling lights and shiny balls, but do not show love to my family, I'm just another decorator.

If I slave away in the kitchen, baking dozens of Christmas cookies, preparing gourmet meals and arranging a beautifully adorned table at mealtime, but do not show love to my family, I'm just another cook.

If I work at the soup kitchen, carol in the nursing home, and give all that I have to charity, but do not show love to my family, it profits me nothing.

If I trim the spruce with shimmering angels and crocheted snowflakes, attend a myriad of holiday parties and sing in the choir's cantata, but do not focus on Christ, I have missed the point.

Love stops the cooking to hug the child.
Love sets aside decorating to kiss the husband.
Love is kind, though harried and tired.
Love doesn't envy another's home that has coordinated Christmas china and table linens.
Love doesn't yell at the kids to get out of the way, but is thankful they are there to be in the way.
Love doesn't give only to those who are able to give in return but rejoices in giving to those who can't.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails.
Video games will break, pearl necklaces will be lost, golf clubs will rust.
But giving the gift of love will endure.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~author unknown~~

Now to rush downstairs and join the family for breakfast :)