Yesterday Hubby and I went to Marysville, WA. Back to where it all began, where we met and fell in love. We went to visit Hubby's Grandma in Marysville. She will be 98 years old this month. A Godly woman, still very sharp, but getting frail. She visits on the phone with her sister who is 102 years old and lives in California. Grandma mentioned that she won't see her sister again. Not until we all meet again, I reminded her. Grandma is a blessing, a prayer warrior and still has a great laugh. Yesterday she told us her birth story. It was different in 1914.
All Grandma wishes for is for all of her family to know Jesus. I love her and am grateful for her.
After our visit with Grandma we drove to Snohomish to file a police report. Our insurance needed us to file a report and supposedly it saves us $300. But then we went shopping in Snohomish. Hubby decided it really didn't save him much. I love Snohomish and when I lived closer I went there a lot. A sweet downtown with many shops and a hometown feel. We had Thai for lunch and then browsed
The store windows were gorgeous. They glare but you get the idea.
A beautiful sleigh, bright colored packages and a gorgeous vintage party dress.
It takes me right to the place I want to be.
The snow is lightly falling and the only sounds are the bells on the horse's harness and Hubby humming a carol. There is a cozy fur robe tucked around us.
And the vintage dress fits me.
Honestly, this is my Christmas brain.
Whoa there sister. Wake. Up.
You're stuck in Everett traffic.
Girl, you need to work at the museum, get groceries, make a trip to Best Buy, sort gifts, make another list, bake two layer cakes, call in a favor from your brother, catch up the laundry and ironing and get your Christmas organized.
Why is it so easy for me to get caught up in the things of this world?
Take a deep breath, read the Word and remember the Advent season for what it truly is, a time for reflection of our dear Savior's birth.
Grandma's focus on the season is so real. She can't decorate, bake, shop anymore.
She just has the Christmas story and it is enough. Grandma reminds me of Mary, humble, praying, and praising God.
Mary’s Song in Luke Chapter One
46 And Mary said:
“My soul glorifies the Lord
47 and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior,
48 for he has been mindful
of the humble state of his servant.
From now on all generations will call me blessed,
49 for the Mighty One has done great things for me—
holy is his name.
50 His mercy extends to those who fear him,
from generation to generation.
51 He has performed mighty deeds with his arm;
he has scattered those who are proud in their inmost thoughts.
52 He has brought down rulers from their thrones
but has lifted up the humble.
53 He has filled the hungry with good things
but has sent the rich away empty.
54 He has helped his servant Israel,
remembering to be merciful
55 to Abraham and his descendants forever,
just as he promised our ancestors.”
56 Mary stayed with Elizabeth for about three months and then returned home.
Help me, Lord to spend time in prayer for my family today.
I want to be more like Jesus, more like Mary, your servant, and a blessing to all generations.
Thank you for a special day yesterday, visiting Grandma and spending time with my husband.