White Christmas 

Good morning! 

You all may join me in having one of these little Tulsa souvenirs from days gone by hanging around your home. 

I always loved snow globes. I used to collect them. I loved to pick them up and shake them and watch the snowflakes gently fall to the ground. Most kids are fascinated by them! I guess you could say that I’ll always remain a big kid at heart! 

Yesterday I met my youngest daughter to go shopping. We watched as the car thermostat registered outside temperatures hovering around 34 degrees as it continued to rain. I knew from science in room 309 that it would have to drop a couple more degrees before it would turn to freezing. 32. The magic number. So close. We knew it was just a matter of time. 


We just might get our White Christmas after all. 

It was the perfect evening. Once home, I settled in to a big pot of chili on the stove. 🍜 Our first fire in our new fireplace. 🔥My love beside me. ❤White Christmas on our TV. And snow. ❄ It had finally reached the magic number. 32. The rain had turned to snow.

It was beautiful! And perfect timing! Just as we watched it on our TV in the final scene of White Christmas,  we, too, had it at our home. In our fair city. In Tulsa. Snow.

For all of you out there dreaming of a White Christmas, it just may stick around. If not, enjoy it today. 

Lets all thank our God for the beauty of it, and His perfect timing. 

It just sets the mood. For Christmas. 

And so does a baby in a manger. No snow. Just a lowly manger with a heavenly child. Now that’s the true magic of Christmas. May we never forget it. 

In the midst of the holiday bustle and bustle, the snow, Santa and the elves, the presents, don’t forget to be present. In the moment of what it is truly all about. Love.

God’s love for us. He loves us so much that  He sent a savior. His son. The best Christmas gift of all. And it’s ours for the asking. Why not unwrap it today?

Wash me and I shall be whiter than snow.                                                  Psalm 51:7

Love and laughter,



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