The sun is shinning bright on the thick blanket of snow in Perryton, Texas this morning. It is so beautiful to look upon. I miss having small children around to start rolling up a big snowman. It is this kind of snow that makes Christmas come alive. After being without electricity for six hours yesterday evening, and last night, this beautiful morning snow, and glow, makes up for it. I will be getting the Christmas decorations out today, after I had said I wasn’t going to decorate this year.
I just spoke with Rick in his hospital room. His good cheerful attitude has already made my day a good one. He is waiting for a dietitian specialist, and a therapist to complete his stay in the hospital. After being hospitalized for 11 days already, he is anxious to get home. He had a serious intestinal disorder that had been bothering him for several months. Hopefully that has all been corrected this time. My praise for the good doctors, and nurses, at North West Texas Hospital, is strong. Not forgetting that our greatest healer was Jesus Christ. How thankful we are for everyone who remembered to hold us up in prayer. Rick’s words to me this morning was to let everyone know how well he is doing.
My church friends brought me a big box of goodies. So many home-made candies, cookies, cheese rolls, fruit, and much more good stuff. I certainly appreciated that since I had not felt like even going to the store for so long. What a great church family I am blessed with. I have missed a lot of church services, and the many Christmas activities I have always enjoyed at this time of year, but my spirit is always in the church. Next Christmas I will be in full swing again.
Nothing could be more interesting than to sit here at my computer looking out the window and watching large icicles drop off the trees. The bright sun is releasing them fastly. Yesterday the trees were solid ice with long icicles hanging down from them. This Christmas is a real picture of what I remember it being while I was growing up. The old Christmas carol “I Am Dreaming Of A White Christmas” stands out in my mind. We will miss our husband, father, and grandfather who left us three years ago, right after Christmas, but he still appears in our dreams. Somehow he still sits in the big recliner, making everyone laugh. I visited with him last night for a long time. It was so real, and I am glad God lets me do that quite often. Time goes by fast, and soon we all will have been transported to our eternal home never to have another hard time, nor shed any more tears.
Merry Christmas to all and God Bless.
Myrtle Jean Sharp
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