Carl’s family gathered first before heading to Colorado. Christmas Day was spent with my Wuerch crew -- all present and accounted for. And our East Texas bunch joined us through UPS packages and a Christmas-night Zoom meeting. We may have been scattered across the map, but our hearts were gathered as one!
One of my favorite traditions during Christmas is writing my annual heartfelt letters. Each year, I pray for a word -- a simple message paired with a small keepsake -- that reflects what God has been teaching me and what I want each family member to carry into the year ahead.
This year, the word arrived early. Very early. February, 2025 early.
There I was at Hobby Lobby -- surrounded by Valentine’s décor --suddenly it hit me like neon lights flashing -- LOVE. I stood there -- almost in a daze -- thinking, "How in the world has LOVE never been my word before?
Drum Roll, please! I gathered sweet little LOVE signs and red sequined hearts, and the message settled into my spirit like it had been waiting all along.
Because really -- LOVE is the whole story -- not only the virgin birth, but the sacrifice of God's only Son for our salvation!
God loved us so much He sent His Son as a baby. That baby grew up to heal, restore, forgive, and save. In a world heavy with fear and darkness, Jesus showed us what LOVE looks like with skin on. Love personified. Love in action.
Goodness gracious, doesn’t our world need more of that LOVE?
So my little gifts became reminders -- to be Love Givers and Love Receivers. To love the lost and the found, the strong and the weary, the familiar and the different. To love our neighbors the way God loves us.
In each letter, besides my heart-to-heart paragraph crafted only with my individual words to each family member, but I wrote this in the last paragraph:
"This little LOVE sign may be small, but we hope it reminds you how deeply you are cherished. Our love for you is great -- but it’s only a reflection of God’s greater love, the kind that crossed heaven to reach earth and never lets go. And this heart? It’s a reminder that love grows through every season. When life feels loud, remember -- you are rooted in love, held by love, and always covered by love.
God’s love. And ours. Always. Love, Mom/Nana and Carl/Pops
#Godslove #christmaslettering #lovestory




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