Last weekend we went out to the Glenwood Nativity --yay! for the village that never changes adding some new traditions, and such a beautiful one.
Speaking of beautiful...
here's my Levi all bundled up for the show.
Twinkle lights, children's faces, little baby Jesus'!!!
Just doesn't get any better. Unless, of course, you add...
Loved every minute of it!
Pretty sure Heaven feels a little like driving that familiar road, looking at those familiar mountains.
“Nothing will surprise us more than when we get to heaven and see the Father and realize how well we know Him and how familiar His face is to us.”Familiar. Loved. Known.
A part of us, in a deep, sensed and inexplicable way.
Because He is ours, and we are His.
And always have been.
That constant, unchanging love is what
my mountains remind me of.
So yeah, I wouldn't mind seeing them everyday, one day, maybe even out my own living room window.