Merry merry Christmas to you all.

You know that scene in It’s A Wonderful Life where James Stewart and Donna Reed fall into the swimming pool and James Stewart keeps dancing in the water and Donna Reed is laughing so hard she looks like she’ll burst? That’s my dream guy, right there. Only I can’t swim, so he’d have to keep me from drowning. But that’s what I want for Christmas.

I could rave for hours on how great God is. I’m so excited about the things He’s been doing. I keep hearing about these answered prayers—prayers people didn’t actually know I was praying, but somehow got answered anyway—and I want to jump out of my seat, pump my fist in the air, and yell, “Yesss!”

Anyway. At the risk of sounding cliche, send God up a little (or big) “thank you” tonight and tomorrow for the wonderful miracle He’s given us in his Son.

So.

Peace, love, and innumerable Christmas blessings to you all. I hope to find you in my stocking tomorrow morning.