Infant holy, infant lowly, For His bed a cattle stall; (~ Middle Girl singing a solo last night in church special, Get to the Manger)
…Oxen lowing, little knowing Christ the child is Lord of all.
Swiftly winging, angels singing, Bells are ringing, tidings bringing:
Christ the child is Lord of all! Christ the child is Lord of all! ~Children leading us in worship on a Sunday night.
A Drama Troupe production full of God’s people. All pointing to Him!
Cousins, cousins, aunts and uncles.
A new family calendar – a joy each month for all of 2012. Many thanks to Mama Ann and Aunt Mary Ann!
My grandmother, Mama Ann, with her newest great-grandchild!
Nightly readings of Tabitha’s Travels.
Celebrating ahead – both joyous and gently quiet.
…Flocks were sleeping, shepherds keeping Vigil till the morning new
Saw the glory, heard the story, Tidings of a Gospel true.
Thus rejoicing, free from sorrow, Praised voicing, greet the morrow:
Christ the child was born for you! Christ the child was born for you!
Counting gifts 2870 -2882.
Phyllis at All Things Beautiful says
Beautiful blessings. I really love your tree!
Yes, yes, yes! We are all SO blessed! Loved the wonderful picture of Mama Ann!