Christmas Morning

Here we are Christmas morning in our warm home watching the snow swirling around outside. It is a beautiful morning. I think back to so many Christmas mornings as a child. The excitement, the magic and the love. I think of grandparents coming to visit to see what Santa brought. I am grateful for these wonderful family times when we can take time out to just be together. I am grateful for the gift of our Savior and the blessings he brings to our lives.

Merry Christmas to everyone.

Family Togetherness

Jordan and I have both been coughing for weeks. Yesterday we both went to the doctor and both have really good infections. He gave us both the same antibiotic. I think we are taking this togetherness thing too far.

Last night Amanda, Scott, Jordan and I went to the Choir concert at the Conference Center. (Jane was at a work party) The concert was really good. The most touching point was when they told the story of the song "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day". I had never heard this story about Longfellow. His wife had died in a house fire and his son had died from wounds in the Civil War. In his despair he heard a church bell ring on Christmas morning. He realized that his wife and his son were still alive because of the Savior. As the story came to an end the choir started to sing the song and bell ringers came on the stage and joined in. This song will forever have new meaning for me. I hope that this message of peace and hope will touch each heart as we celebrate this Christmas.