Sweet moments


As I type, I hear the strains of “Frosty the Snowman” cheerfully playing on the radio. My daughters have Grandpa’s old-fashioned unit, and they are giggling as they listen and play chess.  These are the sweet moments, the day is coming to a close and I am achingly aware of how sweet they are indeed. Tonight I overheard a man telling his companion that he hadn’t bought a tree, and in fact couldn’t buy his kids a present until after Christmas if he was lucky. I felt so sad for him, and his children – as I pictured our own tree sheltering pretty packages from loving relatives.  He is one of countless in our country, our world. Pause tonight to make sure we look for- and thank God for these moments.


About christasterken

Committed to a life of purpose. Learning to live abundantly. Embracing creativity. Questioning. Delighting in the comforts of home and family. Determining not to settle only for how things are, but how they could be. Writing is part of who I am, so I trust In God who gave the gift to show me how I can serve Him through it. That is my life…one word at a time. Psalm 89:11a“Teach me your way , O Lord, and I will walk in your truth”

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