Again with the coffee shots. . . 

I find myself this afternoon, after a night of nearly no sleep, at one of our favorite coffee places. I’m frantically catching up on customer support requests and monitoring weather reports. The Oregon Coast endured quite a blow last night that knocked out our power and internet this afternoon. We’re over-caffeinated and praying for a quick restoration.

I spent part of my morning at coffee with a dear friend, planning our church’s Christmas pageant. I love little kids in angel costumes, I get giddy at the idea. It’s more than the caffeine, folks, it’s the reality that the light of the World is about to make an entrance once again.

And not a moment too soon. . . the world is blowing up. Sometimes the news looks like one long prayer request. Creator of the Universe, please bring peace. Soon. 

Closer to home, my family is gently walking the road of loss, as we cope with the news that Geo’s grandma Helen  “went to be with Jesus”  last night. We are remembering and smiling and shedding tears. From a parenting perspective, this is the first major loss my child has to had to face — so we’re listening more than talking. Creating space to mourn. You’re never really done parenting, are you?

So, I’ll wrap this up. As other people will want to take my seat shortly. Trying to connect with their families and work and lives outside of this wind whipped coast. I hope that this post finds your family well. For us, we are safe and together, and for that I am thankful.

May the light of the world find you as you gather with your family and friends this week.