It is a beautiful morning!
I was snowed in until Brother Stembridge cleared
my driveway with his four wheeler.
The snow measured 7 inches on the porch
and it's still snowing.
When I opened the door to sweep the back porch,
there was my annual Christmas gift from Santa's Elves.
Luckily it was propped against the door
and didn't get any snow on it.
They left it there before it started to snow,
because there were no tracks around.
Oh, the mystery of it all.
I've received a special gift from this special someone
for 13 years now.
It is a always a beautifully wrapped box
usually containing pajamas, cozy warm stockings and such.
Some year I'm going to catch them.
In the winter I love staying inside.
I've plenty to eat, plenty to do,
although of late I have not been very productive.
I'm warm, and with the phone, T.V. and computer
I have lots of variety and visitors.
I've been to parties and an art exhibit and a theatre production
on the life of Handel this month.
I've read six novels this month when I haven't
even read one novel for years.
I usually spend my reading time studying
the scriptures which I enjoy.
This last few months I've taken a BYU
religion class on the Old Testament.
It is a lecture piped into the ward house from Salt Lake
. Oh, how I have learned to love the old prophets.
Learning about their lives and their
inspiration and revelation
even to guide us in the latter days is
fascinating and sobering.
What a blessing the scriptures are to us
and
those with the spirit and knowledge that can help us understand them better.
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Merry Christmas to all and special Christmas blessings.