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I would like to tell you how I have felt for the last 25 years on the day after Christmas.

I guess I really had not thought much about this until yesterday when a friend posted on Facebook that the day after Christmas is so sad because it meant Christmas was over for another whole year! Twenty five years ago (Dec. 26, 1985) the day after Christmas became a very special day for me and someone that is very close to me. Why? Because that is the day we finally got to meet in person, face-to-face. I had loved this person for quite some time, had prayed for her even longer than that and she had been very close to me for quite a while, too. I nurtured her the best way I knew how, made sure the doctor cared for her and monitored her to be sure she was okay but I still couldn’t meet her – not yet. The time had to be just right. I was told I would probably get to meet her on Dec. 14 but it wasn’t to be. As time went on, I was beginning to wonder if we would even get to meet that year – but I knew God was in control of it all and I tried to be patient and wait on His timing.

As usual, His timing was perfect! Finally, at 2:03 a.m. on the day after Christmas in 1985 I got to meet my baby girl – Jessica Shawn Maree Kenney. She was just perfect – ten fingers, ten toes and some crazy PUNK hair! LOL  Yes, I’m serious. She had light brown hair and the prettiest little ‘punk’ streak of blonde! (Or was it the other way around?) Now, I have to go home and look at the pictures to remember! Hey, it HAS been twenty five years! LOL

All I know is, ever since that day, the day after Christmas has been a very special day for us. Some people would say, “Oh how awful! I bet you get birthday and Christmas presents all together. You get cheated.” But that was never the case. We always had a completely separate celebration for her birthday. True, because of the time of year, a lot of her friends (and even family) couldn’t always be there, but it didn’t matter. We always celebrated her birthday ON her birthday – complete with cake and presents wrapped in BIRTHDAY paper NOT Christmas paper – LOL

I have to say that a lot of days over the last twenty five years have been filled with tears for one reason or another but the joy that has filled the last twenty five years FAR outweighs the tears and makes it all worth it. She has grown in to a wonderful, young woman who loves the Lord and that is all that really matters. Maybe she doesn’t get every single thing right along the way – do any of us? I know I don’t!

So, I guess I have to disagree with you on this one, Mandy – the day after Christmas will forever be a wonderful day for me. How much sweeter can it get than celebrating my Savior’s birth one day and my baby girl’s the next?

If I don’t forget, I will try to post a “then” and “now” picture of her when I get home tonight.

I pray you all had a wonderful Christmas AND a wonderful day AFTER Christmas 🙂

Juke Joint. Bar. Lounge. Beer Joint. I’ve heard this type of establishment called several different names over the years. There was one located on the side of a highway between the little town I lived in (from the time I was in 5th grade) and the town where we always went to shop for groceries and other things. This little establishment was called “The Little Dutchman”. It was there for many years. I’m not sure when it closed, really, but I got married in 1981 and moved away.

I moved back in 1990 and I noticed one day that the establishment that once had been “The Little Dutchman” looked to be coming to life again. I remember driving by and thinking maybe it would be something good this time. Maybe a safe, clean place for teenagers to hang out – like a game room or something. Alas, that wasn’t to be. To my chagrin, it was going to be another “bar”. So sad, I thought, but maybe it won’t last long. I even said a prayer, something to the effect of “Lord, I’m asking You to turn that place into something good. Let this business go OUT of business and bring something good there.”

Sure enough, that little place didn’t last long and it closed down. Not much later, it opened up again. But, to my bitter disappointment, it re-opened as yet another bar. Still, I didn’t really give up hope that one of two things was eventually going to happen. Either that building was going to be torn down one day or it was going to be used for something good. I’m not sure how long it stayed open as the last bar but it wasn’t long. The building sat there empty again and I was beginning to think it would sit there and become dilapidated and have to be torn down one day. But I still remembered that prayer I had prayed asking God to let that building be used for something good.

I am so glad to tell you that driving by that building on my way home from work a week or so ago, I noticed a new sign on it – and that sign said, “COMING SOON – GATEWAY TABERNACLE”

PRAISE THE LORD!!! I just KNEW that building was going to be used for something good one day. Can I tell you it STILL gives me “Holy Ghost” bumps and makes me want to SHOUT when I think that building that once housed the devil and his demons is now FILLED with God and His love? A place once filled with people that were, most likely, feeling as if no one cared and that they had no hope – nowhere to turn and the only thing in that building was something to make that feeling even worse. NOW that building may still have some people enter that are feeling as if no one cares and that they have no hope, HOWEVER, by entering that building they will come to know there is someone that cares and they will be introduced to the One True Hope!

I only wish I were eloquent enough to put into words all that I really feel in my heart when I think about it.

Does it do anything in your Spirit to know that what was once a place of despair and loneliness is now going to be a place of LIFE and HOPE? Please share your thoughts in a comment below. I’d love to hear what you think 🙂

There has been quite a twist to my story about Mary. I got a call this morning giving me some different news. It seems that Steve (the person who was going to bring Mary to me today) noticed something about her when he picked her up this morning. He said she didn’t appear to be pregnant to him. He was going to take her to the vet to have her evaluated and see if she is, indeed, pregnant. If not, he said he was going to have the vet give her all her shots and spay her while she was there.

The vet called him this afternoon to let him know that Mary is NOT pregnant. Therefore, she is getting her shots and having surgery tomorrow. I will be bringing Mary home on Friday.

So, all we have to do is find a good home for Mary – there will be no puppies.

I should have known something was going on when I found myself logged in to Facebook yesterday morning. I don’t usually log in. I just see everyone’s updates on my phone as text messages. However, that wasn’t to be yesterday. There I was, scrolling through my newsfeeds, reading updates, seeing links and pictures that had been posted and then I saw a friend’s update:

IMMEDIATE FOSTER NEEDED FOR A PREGNANT DASCHUND MIX DUMPED LAST NIGHT OUTSIDE IN THE COLD! BEGGING FOR A FOSTER IN SOUTH ALABAMA.. OTHERWISE SHE IS GOING TO BE EUTHANIZED!And I kept scrolling down the page. . . . .or at least I did for a minute or two. . . . .but I found myself drawn back to my friend’s post. Why am I reading this again? I don’t want a dog. I have cats. I don’t have to worry about my cats, if I want to go somewhere. I just go. They have a litter box they can use. But a dog? Nope, can’t do that with a dog. You have to be able to let them outside to use the bathroom. Not to mention THIS dog is PREGNANT!!! No, uh-uh – sorry, can’t help.

Nagging, nagging, nagging inside my head. This Mother Dog is gonna be put to sleep if someone doesn’t step up and offer to care for her, at least temporarily. But ME? Does it have to ME? And I felt in my heart, ever so slightly, the question, “Why not you?”

That is how I found myself on the phone, talking with the person that my friend had listed as the contact. I told him that I don’t live close to their area but that I would be willing to take in the dog, IF they absolutely, could not find anyone else to take her in. I told him I just couldn’t stand the thought of her (and her babies) being put to sleep. I gave him my phone number and he added me as a friend on facebook and the messages began to fly! By yesterday afternoon, I learned that I would, indeed, be given the task of caring for this dog on a foster basis.

So, my mind began to process this information and I thought, “I’ve got to get the word about her to my friends, too. I need to post something to see if I can pique some interest. But I’d like to give her a name.” That’s when I started thinking, since it’s December, what kind of Christmas name could I give her? I thought of the usual “Holly”, “Garland” and such but none of them were sounding right. Not to mention, after I thought about it, I didn’t really want to stick the poor dog with a Christmas name ALL year long, did I? Then it came to me, it’s December – she’s pregnant – she has no place to go – her name will be Mary!

I sent my friend a message to let her know that I would be taking care of Mary and I asked her if she wanted to know how I came up with that name. I told her, “Well, it IS December and she IS pregnant! LOL” This is what her reply to that was: “Mary is perfect, “no room at the inn.” You have become the inn keeper providing the manger!”I don’t know about becoming the ‘inn keeper’ but I do know that Hebrews 13:2 tells us, “Do not forget to entertain strangers, for by so doing some have unwittingly entertained angels.” I don’t want to miss my chance on possibly entertaining an angel. “A dog as an angel?” you may be asking yourself. Well, I believe that God can send us angels in whatever form He chooses.

So now you know the story of MY Mary Christmas. If you think you might be interested in giving Mary a permanent home or one of her puppies after they arrive and are old enough, just leave a comment with your contact information and I will get it to the right people. I will post a picture of her later tonight (hopefully) but I am out of time for now.

Have a blessed day everyone 🙂

Okay – so I’m very slowly figuring this out but now it is almost time for bed. So, I will have to stop for now and get my living room put back in order. I will try again to start posting tomorrow. I have something very special to share and had hoped to do that tonight but by the time I finished bagging all the Avon orders and got done figuring out a little bit about how to do things here, it was too late.

Take care and rest well everyone –

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