What you do in your house is worth as much as if you did it up in heaven for our Lord God. We should accustom ourselves to think of our position and work as sacred and well-pleasing to God, not on account of the position and work, but on account of the word and faith from which the obedience and the work flow. ~ Martin Luther

Tuesday, January 13, 2026

The Trim The Tree Party

Last weekend was our very last Christmas celebration.  Christmas has officially come and gone and it was wonderful and bustling and sweet and frantic and glorious and fun and all of the things... a wild rumpus, a sweet pandemonium... but now I am feeling ready to move on with the new year!! 

Step One: create some sort of order around me.

There is residual chaos everywhere. I am not sure you want to see how long my list is of things I must tackle.

I'm not sure *I* want to see that list either.

Even the 'ol blog needs some proper ordering.  The particularly problematic part about the blog is that I am feeling inundated with mediocre (at best) photos.  And who wants to post those?!

While I love beautiful photos and I love TAKING beautiful photos- I am in a stage (lazy? busy? carefree?) right now where I am just lucky every now and again to snap pictures at all.  So nearly all the photos I have from the last few months are pretty b.a.d.

And yet.

While the photos are blurry and awful, the memories are not.   And so, that's the lazy, busy, blurry life I am living right now.  And I still want to remember it.

Perhaps I will be more diligent to *try* to take lovely photos in the new year... but for now, I apologize to those "lucky" few visitors here, who get an authentic, instead of curated, less-than-lovely sneak into this crazy, lazy, busy life.  

  It may not be pretty, but it IS beautiful... just in it's own ugly-sort of way.

Cue the blurry Trim the Tree Party photos...







Matt is faking here, by the way.  He is never this enthusiastic about Christmas trees.








In this photo, the observant among you now know where we store all the nerf guns. ;-)



(I wonder if this is the last year where the angels and Godfather Drosselmeyer are given a tour of the tree ornaments and put on a dance?)






Corynn and Kem stayed and watched a Christmas movie with us after the tree was decorated and it almost felt like old times.



When it was time to go, Naomi donned a hat I had made for her and she looked like a proper elf.  


Alright.  More another day.

The house is a wreck and there is lots to be done...

but....

 maybe I'll just sit here and admire those chipmunk cheeks for a bit first...

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

I know we aren't to be envious but I pine for your life somedays.. like now.. seeing your beautiful children rising up and calling you blessed during the holidays by being present makes my heart happy for you but broken for me. Watching your children love godly lives while mine fall away from God is harder than I can even explain but I'm so thankful that you have that in your life. You are blessed sweet sister and I'm at least thankful to see the beauty of raising children up who stay with the Lord through your family even if I can't see it in mine :(

Rebecca said...

I am so sorry, Elizabeth. Yours is a very hard, jagged and broken-hearted road to walk and a too-heavy load to bear. I'd like to share a quote with you that I was recently reminded of, by C.H.Spurgeon (a long-gone preacher of old)... maybe it will speak to you, as it does me.

"O child of suffering, be thou patient; God has not passed thee over in his providence. He who is the feeder of sparrows, will also furnish you with what you need. Sit not down in despair; hope on, hope ever. "

It is an excerpt from some Morning and Evening meditations he has. Providentially, this excerpt was from January 6th, so it just came around again to point me to the truth, as I have often find myself despairing this last year too.

You really should read the WHOLE excerpt, it is only a paragraph or two- but pure, solid gold. Here is the link to it:

https://ccel.org/ccel/spurgeon/morneve/morneve.d0106am.html

And know that you are not forgotten in my prayers. I pray for you often, that these hard providences would be short-lived, that the spirit might move upon your loved ones as He once did to Paul on the Damascus road, and that the burden you bear might be lightened by a loving Father in heaven who strengthens you and carries you through. Love you!

Elisabeth said...

I always enjoy your posts, and I think anyone reading your blog would agree that we prefer the authentic to the polished, perfect-looking life because we all know no one actually has that. We appreciate the blury, real life photos and of course, your real-life words.