Happy Christmas Eve

Have you ever heard the song "Christmas Shoes"? Its been out for a few years now and will for sure pull out a tear or two unless, that is, you have a blackened soul.
Recently I was with a group of women discussing Christmas and one lady shared that she despised the "Christmas shoes" song. This sent me into an immediate whirlwind as I tried to determine what shade of black her soul most certainly must be. She further explained that if her mother was dying she would not be out buying shoes. Ahhh, she doesn' t get it. She truly doesn't understand.

You have to understand the song through the eyes of a child. It's about desperation. A desperate feeling that a child has to gain control over an uncontrolable harsh world. A child trying to do anything good in a awful situation. Simply trying to feel a void of emotion.

At some point we have all felt desperate.

This time of year, we are flooded with reminders of what Christmas is suppose to be about. Giving not receiving, time with families and so on. Really Christmas is a birthday party. A celebration that because of Jesus' birth we no longer have to feel desperate. We are reminded and we celebrate.

The song "Christmas shoes" to me serves as that reminder. The story adequately paints the feeling of desperation through the eyes of a child. I am so thankful that in this harsh world we live Jesus was born the fill the void of desperation.

However, if you were to buy me some Chistmas shoes.....Ill take these in a size 8 1/2.



Jules

Julie aka songwriter

When I was 10 years old, I wrote "my first song". I always use this phrase to allude that there were others. There were not others.....at least not any with a killer tune tied to it.

I found this gem in my newly inherited piano bench and demonstrated my fierce vocal chops to my family by belting out each memorized word of "my first song". To say they were impressed would be an understatement.




Jules

The Year I Didnt Have It All Together..

Just as my title indicates, 2014 shall be known as the year that I didnt have it all togehter. Although not unlike the rest of the year, I am going to specifically speak to the Christmas season.

In 2014, I will not have Christmas cards (maybe...just maybe New Years cards?). The pressure of a good picture, should it be family or the kids, the coordinating outfits, asking people for addresses for the one hundredth time (why do I not save these?) its all just too much. This year I am opting for a face book post that my intimate 200 friends will see with no postage required.

In 2014, we will not have Christmas lights on the house. Daniel has deemed that he does not have the appropriate ladder and that he risked his life last year and now that he is 38 its just not a risk he is willing to take. In other words, he just doesnt want to do it. Which I dont blame him.

In 2014, I will not have a collection of Christmas cookies displayed in lines on my large christmas platter. I have baked zero. Yep, zero.

In 2014, I will not have a carefully decorated mantle. I removed the pumkins from my fall mantle and the rest remains....and will continue to remain bc I dont have the energy to produce a beautiful Christmas creation.

A few more add ons: My door still represents fall 2 weeks from Christmas, my kids have no matching outfits, I have no idea what they will wear Christmas day, I have not put one single thought into Christmas day dinner, ect, ect, ect, ect.

Therefore I have named the year 2014 as the year I didn't have it all together.  You know what? It kinda feels nice.  It is not typical of me to release things, to let things go, but it was surprisingly easy.  Will this be a pattern of the future? or will I whip myself back into shape and come out blazing next year?  Only time will tell :)





Jules

Worst.blogger.ever

Yes, i am a terrible blogger. I just disappear without warning and i am fully aware of my short comings in life.

Today i will share a few pictures just to get you caught up!!












































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