I haven't always been a fan of fall, the whole miserable seasonal allergies thing. Then life events totally changed my perspective. The first was the impending arrival of our daughter, Mary. Our first child had died, and the doctors weren't convinced that Mary would make it. With her impending arrival scheduled for Monday, December 18, on the first Monday in October I marked the calendar and started counting down weeks.
God is good and not only did Mary arrive safely, everyone who saw her, nurses and family alike, said she was one of the prettiest newborns they'd ever seen. To make Mary's arrival even more special, we went home from the hospital on Christmas Day.
Seven years ago, we were expecting another new arrival. This time our first grandchild was on the way. The doctor had calculated Annalyn's arrival to be the week of Thanksgiving. She was having none of that. After a pretty scary weekend, Annalyn Faith arrived on Monday, October 8. Fall was looking better all the time.
Last fall, we were looking forward to the arrival of Annalyn's little sister, Adrienne Grace. Thankfully, Gracie was a little more thoughtful of the family and patiently waited until after Christmas to make her debut. Our three girls will always remind us that when nature is stretching and yawning, passing away and slipping into slumber, it's also a time new arrivals.
This year, we are expecting another new arrival. This time it was the birth of a dream instead of a child. After a whirlwind "pregnancy", my first book, Life with Bobby and Bonnie, arrived on Amazon.com on September 29. Our latest arrival obviously isn't quite as good as the arrival of our girls, but it's pretty close.
Looking forward to Mary's birth, the anticipation and pleasure leading up to Christmas increased manifoldly. Every year, the joy of looking forward to our Saviour's birth continues to amaze me in its intensity.
What are you looking forward to most during the holiday season? Is it the tangible thrills that tempt and tantalize our senses? Or is it the still small voice that whispers, "The best is yet to come?"