One of our favorite traditions is to go looking at lights. Sometimes we will take a plate of Christmas cookies and a thermos of hot cocoa or coffee and spend the evening driving around looking at lights. This was one of my favorite places last year....it is simple, yet beautiful and makes me think of a Thomas Kinkade painting.
I love to look at all the beautiful twinkling lights and remember the tiny light that was born so many years ago....the light of the world....hope that still shines in the darkest night. I also can't help but think that no matter how many countless lights we see, they can't compare with the number of blessings he's given me!
I love to look at all the beautiful twinkling lights and remember the tiny light that was born so many years ago....the light of the world....hope that still shines in the darkest night. I also can't help but think that no matter how many countless lights we see, they can't compare with the number of blessings he's given me!
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2 comments:
That's a great photo of the lights, I love the old-fashioned look of it.
That light that you mention is really what it's all about, you are so right! It's all about Jesus, He is my Reason for the Season and for Living, too.
Hugs, Cindy
How unique is that, a truck lit up, too cool. What a nice sweet tradition too!
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