Dear Readers, please forgive me as I have an obnoxious mom moment (this is your warning in case smaltz just isn't your thing). Last Friday, I thought my heart was going to burst wide open, or at least spring a leak, with pride and love for my kids. If you have kids, don't you just live for those moments? If you don't have kids, just wait!
First, I was reading Mary's blog. While we've known it's in the works, she announced to her readers that she had signed with a publisher, and her first book would be out late next year or early 2016. It's an incredible project, partially because she's helping to create a whole new genre. Mostly, it's a journey of the heart for Mary to share her writing gifts with the family of her talented and short-lived friend, Sara, blending the best of both of them.
After reading Mary's post, I was off to the urban middle school where James has been learning a little about teaching and learning, and a little about himself. I've thought for a long time people who effectively work with middle schoolers are remarkable. Urban middle schoolers, I've learned from personal experience, tend to bring out the best or worst in a teachers. For their holiday concert, James arranged three winter tunes into a medley, especially for his 196 special "friends". The concert concluded with six ensembles, two each of choirs, bands and strings, combining for James's finale. Everyone was thrilled with the outcome, mom included!
Are you wondering about the Cybil Shepherd photo? Did you ever watch "Moonlighting" with her and Bruce Willis? If you did, you might remember the soft and rosy glow around Cybil in the closeups. With more eye rolling, James and Mary used to say that when they performed in any way that was how I saw them. I enthusiastically agreed, and reminded them that's what moms are supposed to do. Aren't we supposed to look at our children through that soft and rosy glow, at least once in a while? Too often and they tend to develop inflated egos, but often enough to affirm their worth and value to us and to themselves.
Thank you so much for letting me rave about my kids for a minute! I have two prayers for you. I pray there is someone in your life who looks at you through a loving, rosy glow. I also pray there is someone in your life for you to look upon with the same glow. My heart sprung a leak from love and pride making my Christmas come early. I hope the same for you this Christmas season.
11 After coming into the house they saw the Child with Mary His mother; and they fell to the ground and worshiped Him. Then, opening their treasures, they presented to Him gifts of gold, frankincense, and myrrh.