Christmas Eve

I know that this is really late, but I haven't had much time to blog recently. Suffice it to say that the program went wonderfully. Everyone remembered their lines- and people laughed in all the rght places. Also- Rob made a lot of connections in his portion of the service that we didn't even concretely mean in our writing. It just shows how God works even through what we think are random events. After the service and we had finished cleaning up, I drove home with a mixture of emotions surging though me- part of it was joy at how well things had gone, but another part of me was saddened by the "death" of our characters and for the loss of the fellowship that we experienced as we practiced and prepared for Christmas Eve. My CD player was on the fritz- as usual- so I was driving back to my apartment singing some random Christmas carol when I saw a sight that brought tears to my eyes. Lighting the way through the Winchell neighborhood were hundreds of luminaries down the main roads and off ont the sides. I may be a silly female to be moved to tears at these kind of things, but the moment was one of those times that come up unexpectedly and just show you the absolute Infinity of God and the wonder of the earth He created.