Over Hill and Dale...

For a lot of people Christmas means traveling. So is the case for me. My family lives in the Dallas/Ft. Worth area. If I'm not careful I lose sight of what Christmas is all about. My parents divorced when I was 15 and I have had split Christmas's ever since. I have to go to my Moms, then to my Dads then to my Grandparents, and since I am married we also go to the in-laws. Sometimes I feel like it's go,go,go! Once I am there, all is well. I enjoy the visits and I love to see my kids have the fun they do.
Life is kinda like that, go,go,go...move, move, move! With all that goes on in life and all that happens everyday, we tend to forget we are on a journey; we are simple travelers. The Bible calls us "aliens and strangers". Life is that traveling between family and friends we do during the holidays, but once the journey is over and we are there with our heavenly father and all our brothers and sisters we see that it was worth the journey. The Apostle Paul reminds to "not grow weary in well doing, for in time we will reap". Keep going, keep doing, keep moving forward and when the journey ends you will reap for all your labor.

Merry Christmas!