So the whole family is sitting around watching a movie called Hope Springs, which is...uh...not exactly what we expected for a Christmas treat. I'm sort of half paying attention and half working on editing all the pictures from today because it's, well, it's just awkward.
But really, the phrase "Hope Springs" could not be more fitting for Christmas Day.
Hope sprang because God loved His creation so much that He chose to become flesh to save us all.
Hope sprang when a little baby was born in a manger.
Hope sprang when that little baby became a man who died on a cross to take the punishment of sinners.
Hope springs every time I hear Blake laugh and when I see him running in circles because he's just so excited.
Hope springs when a certain sister's boyfriend and I can finally tease each other without being mean.
Hope springs when my sister Holly announces she's finally going back to school. For real, this time.
Hope springs when I sit back and realize that my family has made it through an entire day without fighting for the first time in so very long, when we can sit around the table laughing and joking and telling stories and everything just feels normal for a change.
Because of my faith in Christ, hope will always spring forth unabashed, and I am so incredibly thankful.
Merry Christmas, everyone. I hope that your day was as beautiful as mine.