Christmas Wish

I’ve had a difficult day…

A difficult week.

I return from late-night meeting to find sick child waiting.

This means no Bible study for me tomorrow. No last minute shopping. No time to do those things my heart has been longing for on my free Friday.

I will don my nurses cap instead.

There have been commitments every single evening this week…

I lost the address label file for our Christmas cards…No time to redo it this year.

Laundry calls…

The house cries out for visitors.

In this precious time when I want to share the joy, the doors of my home remain closed–uninviting. No time to sit and laugh with friends.

My quiet time is filled with silence. He is there, I know…

But I long to hear His voice.

It is muted by the noise of busy-ness.

There’s not enough time.

Mind numbed by the overwhelming demands I’m placing on my holiday, I stumble across this. I’ve never seen it before. Indeed, I’m not sure I remembered it was caught on film.

Last year, Jeff and I decided not to buy gifts for one another, but to give each other a wish instead.

My wish was for a dance on Christmas morning.

Please ignore the jerky, blurry motion-sickness inducing kiddy camera work done by our then eight-year-old.

Please ignore my puffy-makeupless face that reflects the late night gift wrapping and the before dawn awakening of my offspring.

Please ignore my ratty pink robe.

Please ignore the Christmas clutter strewn about.

Please ignore little one’s preoccupation with Lucy Mae.

If you listen carefully, you might hear Buddy Holly singing True Love Ways–our wedding dance song.

Do not look at all those other things. Do look at our faces. Tell me what you see.

God knew I needed to see this tonight. He knew I needed reminded what really matters.

This matters.


  1. says

    Oh, Laura, I see love.

    *Dreamy sigh*

    That touches me personally, because I also see Shannon and myself in your video.

    Wednesday night we had some “stress” going on here…job related, frustrating stress. So Thursday morning, before Shannon went to work, we talked; we made up. And I cried….As you know, really all that matters is our family. Not our house. Our bank account. Our jobs. Because at the end of the day, without our families..these things would mean nothing. After talking, I asked Shannon if he would dance with me.
    And even though he needed to get a move on to work, he said yes.
    So, we danced to The Christmas Song by Nat King Cole. I had my sexy back brace on, and Allie barked at us the whole time, and it was wonderful. (And by dance I mean sway back and forth holding each other…because I have a bad back and he has two left feet. LOL!)

    I also asked him if he would dance with me like that for Christmas, and he said, “Yes!”


    There’s nothing sweeter, amen?:)

    Merry Christmas to you, Laura!
    (((BIG HUGS!)))

  2. says

    What a beautiful home you have! There is so much love available to spill over on all who walk through your doors.
    Thank you for inviting me for a visit this morning! I love your home!

    I pray that all of your Christmas wishes come true!

    Love to you,

  3. says

    L.O.V.E. – that’s what I see… And true Beauty. Such a precious moment captured in a precious way, highlighting something so very precious…

  4. says

    I agree with the others that I see Love. But I also see Joy, Friendship and intimacy. A moment to stop the world and focus on what matters most. God gave you that moment and wanted to remind you of it so you would just stop.

    I pray you are enjoying the quiet moment today to just be mom/nurse and find some quiet with Jesus!!!

    Your writing inspires me – but so does your families love.

    Merry Christmas, Cindy

  5. says

    Hmm. The video didn’t work for me.

    However, I am certain through what I know about you and your family that the Grace of the LORD reigns even in times of distress….

    Peace…God’s Peace be with you.

    Shalom (peace that is complete, perfect and full) of The LORD bless you today.

  6. says

    Laura, what a precious memory to have. God always finds ways to remind us what’s important. I see love, friendship and closeness.

    I also love that your little one got to see that moment between her parents. It’s so important that our children see love and affection between parents.

    I hope your Christmas morning is filled again with such love. And nurse mom gets some time alone with Jesus.

    Hugs back,

    PS your doggie cracked me up too.

  7. says

    How Sweet!!! I know that look…He LOVES YOU!
    Girly Giggles

    I think it is a joy to look into your spouse’s eyes and to see love reflecting back at you. It is such a blessing to have that in a compainion. I said that I know that look, because it’s the same one my husband gets on his face when there just are not words to use.

    God Bless you Two
    Merry Christmas

  8. says

    I see love…true love.

    I love how hubby takes his hand from yours at the end and fully embraces you. I always loved dancing with my beloved that weren’t the tradition hand-hand and shoulder-hip…or however that goes. I liked the big huggy embraced dances. The last time we danced together was on Valentine’s day 2007. We had just lost my stepmother of 30 years Dec. 11, 2006. I remember dancing to Kenny Roger’s love song. (He bought me Kenny’s greatest hits Cmas 2006). So, this first V Day after her death, we danced in our living room and I just balled as he embraced me. I balled over my dad never being able to love, hold, and embrace my step mom. What a fond memory of mine…a memory now. Beloved embraced me, held me and let my pain pour out. Oh how I now miss him. I just want my best friend back. I pray the Lord will not take either of us from this earth before I can express to him the deep love I still hold for him. I want him so bad to feel the love I have for him that he believes he never had from me because of how I acted/reacted in our marriage.

    I’m so sorry I dumped this on you. If spilled from my heart and I’m going to trust it’s for a reason and not delete this.

    Be blessed, sweet one. Your smiles in the video are priceless.
    Oh, I love the dip and your precious giggle.
    Love you,

  9. says

    Two hearts that have undoubtedly danced before. How wonderfully touching. Tears fill my eyes. I shared a night like that with my husband last night at the Jim Brickman concert. Jim has a way of playing romance like none other.

    This reminds me that I have been given a great gift of love in my husband. He is truly my lifeline, and I need to do a better job of reminding him.

    Thank you for sharing this touching memory. Live it this week…more than once.


  10. says

    Me too…I see love.
    (I was going to type that even before I popped this screen open and saw Amy’s opening statement!)
    The visit to your Christmas morning memory warms my heart. Your family is precious. Blessings, dear friend, as you care for your little one and remember…

  11. says

    I’m crying like no body’s business.

    My Man walked in and just looked, I couldn’t even talk.

    WAY TO GO LAURA….the simple brings so much joy!!!


  12. says

    Sorry you’ve had a difficult week. I can relate to not being able to do the things your heart has been longing for. With a 2 week old, and flu season, I haven’t gotten out much. Day has done the shopping this year, the house didn’t get decorated like I would have enjoyed doing and there are no outside Christmas lights this year… but

    Your video was such a sweet, simple reminder of what IS important: family, husband, children, and in my case, my parents being here! I see peace, love, intimacy… Relationship as it was meant to be! Oh what a blessing you are to each other and what you, Laura, have been to me. Thank you!

    Merry Christmas!!!

  13. says

    How precious is this video!
    I love your doggie, I love your little one’s voice.
    His filming reminds me of mine. 🙂
    I loved watching this Laura.
    Praying your son is well soon.
    The recipe in the other post looks so yummy!

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