I should be doing school with Rossers but I had a fussy baby this morning that needed extra love. As I was sitting rocking him my thoughts turned to my Uncle Neil who went home to be with Jesus this year. I was sad. No Christmas card from my Uncle Neil. Every year even though his hands were basically paralyzed (actually most of his body) he drew a picture for his Christmas card and it was fun to see what it would be for that year, they were always scenes from rural Wisconsin. I rocked my Jedidiah and cried and wondered what would the picture would have been like this year after seeing heaven and his Saviour and his regaining the mobility in his hands and arms. Too bad we can't get mail from heaven.
I'm happy for you Uncle Neil you're with Jesus probably dancing and praising . . . using legs you haven't been able to use since your youth and breath that comes so easily and naturally now! Love you and miss you. Thankful that your spending Christmas with Jesus.
I called the kids together to tell them my thoughts and that in their quiet moments they could think about what the picture would be. What an amazing thought to ponder.
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