Ooooh….aaaaah…Christmas lights! On OUR house! For the very first time since we’ve lived here! I can hardly believe it! I was seriously starting to think we’d be the darkest house on the street for the 10th year in a row. I was always concerned about how somber looking our house was during the most joyous time of the year. And poor RJ has pleaded unmercifully to DH for the last few years to hang lights on our house only to have fallen on deaf ears. Not to mention how this very tired 250 year old house must have been feeling to never have been adorned with glimmering embellishments. This year, all our dreams have finally come true. Oh, it was two weeks in the making alright…with a giant aerial lift truck blocking access to our driveway for the last two days…but the lights got hung up before Christmas and that’s what matters! DH finally decided to do what he should have done all these years…DELEGATE! Thanks to Kyle & Bob (our company’s electricians) for finishing the job! It looks bee-U-tiful!!!
I’m sure our neighbors and kids across the street are just as thrilled to finally look out their windows and no longer be peering out into sheer darkness. May the illumination of our house finally reflect the light of Jesus onto them and unto all those who pass by.
The people who walk in darkness will see a great light – a light that will shine on all who live in the land where death casts its shadow. -Isaiah 9:2 (700 years before Jesus was born)