As you know, if you read yesterday's entry, my daughter B and her family made last minute plans to drop by Christmas day to have a short visit and light lunch, and pick up something I had for my daughter P that B was going to deliver.
What a gift this was to be to me! I could not have been happier!
Christmas morning, I telephoned family in Europe and friends in Canada and USA (although, one call I made was in the afternoon, to one of my Facebook friends: J!).
My daughter P called and wished me Merry Christmas.
Then, the phone rang, again. It was B. At first, the way she was talking, I thought she was going to tell me she was going to cancel out.
To my surprise, B explained that the reason she and family were going to her ex's Mom's for dinner, wasn't because she didn't want to be with me, but rather, it was because of baby A. This was A's first (1st) Christmas.
B reminded me of how even after her Dad and I were divorced, he would spend Christmas with us, so he could be with her and P, to celebrate. She said that she did this with her husband after he left, until he moved to Ottawa area.
B felt that even though her ex (S) and she were not getting back together, it would be wrong for him to not be able to celebrate and be part of A's first (1st) Christmas. Especially since A is his only child.
Still I thought B was leading up to telling me she was cancelling out for lunch, but I was wrong.
To my surprise, B told me that when S's Mom T found out I was going to be alone for Christmas, she insisted I needed to join them.
Be still my heart! I thought I'd pass out, hearing this. I almost started to cry. In fact, after I got off the phone, I did cry. I'll explain why, later.
When B and family arrived, I thought my heart would burst, with happiness. The boys all enjoyed the food and treats I had for them.
While enjoying a bite together, I told B about what had happened when I shopped the afternoon Christmas Eve and how God had put it on my heart to purchase the items we were all enjoying, together!
Isn't it amazing how God works?! He knew my need even before I did. He put it on my heart to purchase those items! In obedience, I did. And, now he was rewarding me! Talk about feeling blessed!
Later, as arranged, I drove myself to S's Mom's partyroom at her complex, along with plates of contribution to dinner.
Along with my family and hers, including her other son R, we shared Christmas dinner with some of her friends.
To say God blessed me this Christmas is truly an understatement. I could not have been happier, just knowing how God had blessed me, with family contact. And, even sharing dinner with them!
Thank you, T.
There's another reason I felt so very blessed. Earlier, I said I would tell you why, later. Well, here it is.
A few days ago, I had a telephone conversation with one of my Christian friends. She had asked me if my children were truly saved, for she found it hard to believe that my children would want me, their Mom, a widow, to be alone on Christmas day, instead of celebrating with them. She wondered where the fruit was in their lives.
There's more to be said about this, but not today. I promise that I will explain, tomorrow.
Until next time...
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