Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Dear Tyler,

Hi my sweet son. How are you doing today on the night before Christmas Eve? Mom is feeling like poop still. I just wanted to write to you really quickly before I go lay down. Whatever is going on is kicking Mom's butt. I need to fell better so we can travel tomorrow. Please watch over & be with Mom & Mark. Thank you pumpkin. 
 Here are the prayers that Mom needs to catch up on. December 22~ While we look not at the things which are seen, but at the things which are not seen : for the things which are seen are temporal; but the things which are not seen are eternal. In the lights & glimmer of modern Christmas decorations we see tiny specks of brilliance that is reality angels see, share, & return to when their task on earth is complete. It's a brilliance we can one day see for ourselves when our task is done as well. Amen.
 December 23~ And Jesus said unto them, Because of your unbelief: for verily I say unto you, If ye have faith as a grain of mustard seed, ye shall say unto this mountain, Remove hence to yonder place; and it shall remove; & nothing shall be impossible unto you. Into the bleakest winters of our souls, Lord, you are tiptoeing on tiny infant feet to find us. May we drop whatever we're doing & accept this gesture of a baby so small it may get overlooked in our frantic search for something massive & overwhelming. Remind us that it is not you who demands lavish celebrations & strobe-lit displays of faith. Rather, you ask only that we have the faith of a mustard seed & willingness to let a small hand take ours. We are ready. Amen.
 All caught up, Ty.  Mom will write to you again tomorrow night when we are in NH. I know I won't see any stars shining bright tonight or the moon but I know you are the brightest one up there shining for someone who needs it. Mom hopes that you have a wonderful night with it being all that you need & want it to be. I miss you like crazy & I love you to the moon & back & all the way around the world plus more. Get some rest tonight & have the sweetest of dreams my sweet precious son. Come see me in my dreams tonight as well. 
 You are forever in my heart, mind & soul. I will whisper to you as I always do so be listening for Mom's voice.
 Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!

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