The Christmas Story that Came in Second Place 2


This time of year always brings the emotions close to the surface. This past week, my niece, who has served the last 18 months of her life on a mission for our church, returned home–safe and sound. Today I will be traveling to hear her speak about her experiences. My heart is full of gratitude for her safe return, and for the blessing that she is to our family.

As I watched for her at the airport, my heart started to beat a little faster. We were all excited. But there was one person there whose heart was extra tender: her mother’s. As I watched my sweet sister-in-law, I realized her mother heart has been stretched for 18 months. A piece of her heart was far away. At that very moment, she was watching for that piece to return.

Home.

Safe.

A Mother's Heart1

Tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. I feel extremely blessed to have her in my life. When we were struggling to have children, there were times when I wondered if my mother would be here to meet the children that we hoped and prayed for. But now, years later, she is here to enjoy another Christmas with all of us. My 5-year-old daughters know and love their Grandma very much.

After we went to the airport to see my niece return from her mission, we went out to dinner and shopping with Grandma. When we returned home late that night, my sweet husband came out to greet us. My youngest daughter excitedly said, “Daddy, we spoiled ourselves today!” That simple statement reflects what happens with Grandma. We are extremely well-cared for in her presence.

My mother’s heart has overfilled my own.

 

In honor of my mother today, I wanted to share with you one of my favorite Christmas stories. Aside from the telling and retelling of the Savior’s birth, this story is my favorite.  In other words…

The Christmas Story that Came in Second Place

My Grandmother's Nativity

It was Christmastime.  In a home with my parents, five brothers and me, it was a busy time.  My mother had received a beautiful handmade porcelain nativity from my Grandmother Lloyd.  The pieces were delicate and my mother would place them on her mantle as a reminder of the reason for the season: the Savior’s birth.  Under each piece, my mother would place a small light that was attached to a string of lights. They would light up the mantle and make it glow, seeming to a young child like a piece of heaven.

Read the entire story here…

 

Happy birthday, mom. I love you!!

 

If you enjoyed this, please check out my other Christmas posts:

9 Ways to Banish Holiday Stress Forever       #ShareTheGift       Abraham Lincoln Prayer

 

 

Follow me

Elizabeth

Wife, mother of twins, speaker, and creator of Balm to My Soul.I love to write, speak, sleep, snuggle and, if I really get lucky, inspire and help others. I am clearly imperfect but determined to be a little better every day. Some days are better than others! Thanks for stopping by!
Follow me

Latest posts by Elizabeth (see all)


About Elizabeth

Wife, mother of twins, speaker, and creator of Balm to My Soul. I love to write, speak, sleep, snuggle and, if I really get lucky, inspire and help others. I am clearly imperfect but determined to be a little better every day. Some days are better than others! Thanks for stopping by!


Leave a Comment

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

CommentLuv badge

2 thoughts on “The Christmas Story that Came in Second Place

  • Reply
    Lauren Tamm

    You mothers heart has overfilled your own. That is truly special. I love my mom immensely. We had a lot of growing pains during my teenage years for so many reasons, but today she is my closest confident, my greatest support, and the filler of my heart for sure. It’s so encouraging to read that you feel the same way. I’m not always as good with words as you, Elizabeth. So thank you for the beautiful quote. I really love it. Thank you for sharing the story of your niece’s safe return home as well. Happy holidays.

    Lauren

    • Reply
      Elizabeth Post author

      Thank you, Lauren. I am so glad I have my mom. We have grown into wonderful friends, and I am so grateful for that! Have a beautiful holiday yourself!!