Beginning to look a lot like Christmas, Ruairi and Diarmuid home safe and sound Thank God. My heart is bursting with joy and gratitude to God as they walk through the door. Ruairi forgot to play Chris Rea’s ‘Driving Home for Christmas’, his longtime dream. No problem!! All is well Thank God.
Stove lighting, wind howling, conditions perfect. Corona firmly outside the walls of this compact cottage we call Home, safe haven in these tumultuous times. What a Mighty God we serve.
‘For it is good to be children sometimes, and never better than at Christmas, when it’s Mighty Founder was a Child Himself’. (Charles Dickens)
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