It’s official — Winter has arrived in UTAH… it’s cold, it’s slippery, but it is sooo beautiful if we take a moment to stop and look.
This next week will be crazy for me, not one of the typical Christmas weeks you might say…
– As many of you know I have been trying to kick this flu / cold for over a month AND the not so wonderful land lord that I have been leasing from for the passed 3 years decided to NOT pay their mortgage payment — so I am moving to a new “home”.
Good and Bad about this–
Bad first –I haven’t been able to decorate this season– and so I have been living vicariously through all your wonderful festivities that you have shared. (such a talented world we live in!)
Good in the sense that I will have a fresh “palette” to be creative with. I get to take you all along with me 🙂
Along with working full time and moving I don’t know that I will have tons of time to work on my blog– I will certainly try, as this is my new passion for sure… but please know I will be keeping tabs on all of you.
ON that thought I am posting my sweetest of all Christmas stories… I love this story — it’s one of my families all time favorites.
A Brother Like That
A friend of mine named Paul received a new car from his brother as a pre-Christmas present. On Christmas Eve, when Paul came out of his office, a street urchin was walking around the shiny new car, admiring it.
“Is this your car, mister?” he asked.
Paul nodded. “My brother gave it to me for Christmas.”
The boy looked astounded. “You mean your brother gave it to you, and it didn’t cost you anything? Gosh, I wish…”
He hesitated, and Paul knew what he was going to wish. He was going to wish he had a brother like that. But what the lad said jarred Paul all the way down to his heels.
“I wish,” the boy went on, “that I could be a brother like that.”
Paul looked at the boy in astonishment, then impulsively added, “Would you like a ride in my new car?”
“Oh, yes, I’d love that!”
After a short ride the urchin turned with his eyes aglow and said, “Mister, would you mind driving in front of my house?”
Paul smiled a little. He thought he knew what the lad wanted. He wanted to show his neighbors that he could ride home in a big automobile. But Paul was wrong again.
“Will you stop right where those steps are?” the boy asked. He ran up the steps. Then in a little while, Paul heard him coming back, but he was not coming fast. He was carrying his little polio-crippled brother. He sat down on the bottom step, then sort of squeezed up right next to him and pointed at the car.
“There she is Buddy, just like I told you upstairs. His brother gave it to him for Christmas, and it didn’t cost him a cent, and someday I’m gonna give you one just like it; then you can see for yourself all the pretty things in the Christmas windows that I’ve been trying to tell you about.”
Paul got out and lifted the little lad into the front seat of his car. The shining-eyed older brother climbed in beside him and the three of them began a memorable holiday ride.
That Christmas Eve, Paul learned what Jesus meant when He said, “It is more blessed to give…”
~~~~~Author Unknown ~~~
For the last 7 months I have been such an example of the statement above. I have received such a joy from all of your comments and new friendships. I appreciate you all so much and hope that your Christmas holiday will be blessed with joy and happiness! Talk to you soon!
TTFN~~ Claudia ♥ ♥
PS: Don’t forget to stop over at the most talented Mary with her Mosaic Mondays– at Little Red House. (talk about talent!)
Since January 1st 2010 -- I have been celebrating finding Beauty in our every day lives. Stay in the Day... be in the moment. Don't wait to live your life.
Stop and make a habit to find the Beauty and you will be amazed at how Beautiful your life is. Be thankful and remember:
"When you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change." Dyer