Christmas at my house: it has always been a magical, memory making experience. Nothing has changed now that it’s 2012; we are still filled with just as much enthusiasm for the holidays as ever. I personally was satisfied with vacuuming the carpet, lighting a cinnamon candle, and then playing a Christmas CD, but friends and family wanted more. I aim to please, so no expense was spared this year as we thoroughly decked the halls, thought of loved ones, and uncorked a bottle of Christmas cheer.
As the finishing touches were festooned around the tree, I was awed when an angel fluttered around my ankles and then alighted upon the tree’s upper branches. When he cast his penetrating gaze in my direction, I swear I could hear harps and high pitched singing. Momentarily, I glimpsed the blazing glory of the heavens, shining out from his eyes and my soul felt cleansed.
Don’t be jealous. I am sure the angles are watching out for you and yours this Christmas too. I was just lucky enough to glimpse one. I definitely think surviving the Apocalypse has changed things in my life for the better.
Merry Christmas everyone!