...a darling Christmas program, dear friends and 'way too much food.
Though not French hen.
The Christmas program was part of the Sunday service and went very well. We still had a regular sermon as well, connecting the birth of Jesus to His eventual death. Friends were there with their two toddlers and their three-week old baby (the kids are almost exactly all one year apart - pray for their parents!). Poor little Noah's reaction to being oohed and aahed over was to give people a look that said, "Would you let me sleep, already?". One wonders if the baby Jesus felt the same way.
Off to a friend's house for Christmas Eve dinner with a bunch of other friends. We talked and laughed and ate much too much (And everything was fantastic, Pam!). The best present of the season is friends who are also brothers and sisters in Christ.
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