In Matthew, Jesus said that if we have the faith even as small as a mustard seed, a mountain will move. He isn't asking for complete faith. He isn't asking for the world. Just a tiny bit of faith. Just an outstretched hand. The smallest inclination of trust.
Hi my little Bumblebee, It’s been a while.
Christmas is my favorite. While I am not the biggest fan of being cold, I love the sleepy atmosphere when all the trees and grass fall asleep under a blanket of snow. I love the bustle of people in the kitchen preparing food that could feed a small army. I love the excitement of finding the perfect gift for a difficult-to-buy-for family member. I love the giving nature people adopt and the smiles that are given so freely. The twinkling lights adorning homes and the smell of the fire and fir tree inside make me so content.