Tradition

The beauty of the day is wrapped in tradition.

Bundled against the cold with a saw and tape measure in hand we hike through the woods with all the kids.  Finding the perfect tree.  Coming back to the warm fire. Visiting with family and friends.

This is how we begin our advent season together.

And we remember His birth with joy and hot cocoa!  The coming of His birth broke 400 years of silence.  And we celebrate the breaking of the silence, it is tradition

The snow coated woods were quiet this year, but not us!  Running footsteps and wonderful squeals of delight danced through the trees.  His children celebrating with hearts joy-filled for the season ahead, a season of remembering the life given to us through His coming.

            God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone,

             but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars."            -Martin Luther


And on snow covered peaks and cooking fires and His children's hearts.
During this advent season, may you remember with joy His coming.
Love always,
Angie

           Friends, we need to stop living selfish lives, forgetful of our God.  
           Our lives here are short, often unexpectedly so, 
           and we can all stand to be reminded of it from time to time. . . 
           Don't let yourself forget.  
           Soak it in and keep remembering that it is true.  
           He is everything.                                                            -Francis Chan, Crazy Love, pg. 51