I know my last post was a long time ago, but a lull in the blog-world is kind of expected this time of year, right?
Last time I wrote about celebrating Christmas with my extended family and the adorable littles that made it all the more fun. I'd love to write about celebrating with our kids, but that won't happen until next weekend sometime. Now that they are married, they have
even more family to celebrate with, so this year we wait until New Year's weekend.
So, because we knew we'd be waiting to be with our kids, and my heart aches a bit every year I am not with my babies on Christmas Eve, and because neither of us relishes hanging out in the dull, small town we currently live in, Hubby and I decided to head somewhere for the week to help pass the time. We went round and round as to where exactly we should go. We finally settled on Houston, Texas. Why? Two reasons. It's warmer than Minnesota and it was a direct flight from Kansas City.
In the days leading up to leaving, I grew more and more anxious about the trip. I was quite nervous about flying. Maybe not the flying itself, but more the having to go through security. I have flown a bazillion times, but the flying world has really changed in the last 10 years thanks to those stupid terrorists. I prayed that neither of us or our bags would be searched. And my loving God gifted that to me! Hubby's carry-on almost always gets searched. Not this time! (Our checked luggage wasn't even gone through!) I counted that as a sweet early Christmas gift from God to me.
Hubby was so good to me as we traveled. He spoiled me greatly by dropping me off at the airport terminal and then driving to who-knows-where to park the car and take a bus back to find me. (I don't know why God chose to bless me with such an awesome, loving partner to share life with, but I thank Him often for doing so.)
We arrived in Houston on Christmas Eve Eve. The first thing I wanted to do was find some place to eat and we set out with the GPS app on my phone looking for a Chick-fil-A. (What else?) We followed the directions, only to be on an expressway rather than the frontage road that went by the beloved restaurant. We tried to make our way to it without GPS help, but became discouraged and decided to just head to the hotel and figure out something else. I plugged in the address for the hotel and we turned a corner heading back to the expressway and lo and behold what a glorious sight we beheld! Chick-fil-A! Right in front of us! We enjoyed a very yummy meal complete with a shared Peppermint- Chocolate Chip Shake of blessedness.
Content, we headed to the hotel and a nap.
Supper was at a wonderful Tex-Mex restaurant complete with festive, colorful chips and salsa and a Mariachi Band playing Christmas music.
Everything on the menu looked so good. I knew I would love anything I picked, so I practically closed my eyes and pointed...not really, but I LOVED what I ordered and even got enough to have leftovers.
Christmas Eve found us shopping for some jeans for me. Yes, it was a bit nuts of us to find a mall and shop on Christmas Eve, but we did anyway. I managed to only go to one store and find what I wanted. The only sad part was I had to pay tax on them. (Minnesota does not have sales tax on clothing.) I guess it all comes out even seeing as I would have had to pay for gas to drive 50 miles in Minnesota to find a store that I'd want to buy clothes from.
We changed into some nicer clothes and headed to a Christmas Eve service. I knew through reading Living Proof Ministries' blog that Beth Moore's son-in-law has recently started a new church plant in the Houston area. Since we were involved in a church plant for the first 9 years we have lived in Minnesota, we were interested in checking out this one. It did not disappoint. We arrived plenty early and discovered the service was outside (because of no electricity in the facility they use). Now, though it is warmer here in Texas, that night it was only about 42 degrees and raining. The group was under a cover and most had brought lawn chairs. Thankfully, there were a few picnic tables scattered around and we found a seat at one. Before the service we enjoyed a quick chat with the pastor. Super nice guy. The music was great. Familiar carols with wonderful guitar music. The message was reminding us that Christmas wasn't and isn't about us. It's about God sending Jesus to earth.


Here's where my favorite part of the day occurred.... See the woman in the above picture with the blonde hair? (The speaker is right above her.) That is Beth Moore! (She's a Bible study writer and teacher. Google her if you don't know.) I told her son-in-law, the pastor, that I had first heard her speak in 2000 when we lived in Singapore. He asked if I had ever met her and told me to talk to her after the service. So before I thought too much about it (okay, I prayed I wouldn't say anything too stupid or creepy...), I went up to her and wished her a Merry Christmas and told her a bit about who I was and why we were in Texas. She was just the sweetest thing and hugged me and thanked us for worshiping with them. We chatted a bit more and she introduced us to her daughter, Amanda and we had a nice little chat with her.
I consider that whole encounter as such a sweet blessing from God.
Afterwards, we found an amazing seafood restaurant and enjoyed a wonderful Christmas Eve dinner together.
Yes, I like to take pictures of food. :)
Christmas Day found us just hanging out in the hotel, relaxing, eating our Tex-Mex leftovers and exchanging the few stocking stuffers we brought with us.
Hubby gave me that sweet angel ornament in my stocking. I thought it would make a pretty center piece.
We got calls from both of the kids that day. I totally wasn't expecting that and was so moved that they took time from their "other" family time and called us. Another sweet blessing. It was fun to hear about their celebrations.
That evening we went out to see the new Sherlock Holmes movie. It was good, but the six movie trailers before the movie started? Yuck. We have no desire to see any of them. After the movie we almost resigned ourselves to having to be content with the popcorn we consumed during the show as our dinner. But right across the street from the theater was a Vietnamese/Chinese restaurant that was open on Christmas Day! I tell you that was some yummy and greatly appreciated food!
So far this week has been full of sweet blessings.
Zephaniah 3:17 says "...He will take great delight in you...but will rejoice over you with singing.” We have that verse hanging in our bedroom and I have looked at it daily and wondered what that sounded like. How would I know God was singing over me?
I'm pretty sure I've heard it Christmas Eve and Christmas Day here in Texas.