It's been 19 years that we've lived on Croydon Road and this is the first time neighbors Don and Erwin have set up this precious little straw manger scene in their yard. With the simple white star hung on a magnolia branch above, it blends in so naturally that you could drive by without even noticing. For all of December I have been wondering if a baby would appear in the crib on the 25th. But when I checked on Christmas Day: empty. Of course it was. Because it is up to us to fill that manger with the living Christ. To honor the only gift that ever mattered and make the message come alive all over again. Day in, day out, forever and ever. Unto us a child is born.
When is the last time you found a personal note peeking out of your mailbox? From someone who gathered paper, pen or laptop (and thoughts) and focused solely on dear, wonderful you? Well, there will always be correspondence to open here. Love letters from life, written just for you.