Today is a fun day in my household. My daughter spirit started off a little slow, but next thing I know she's wrapping gifts, playing Christmas music, helping prepare dinner and even put together a little surprise for our guest tonight. I was lacking a little enthusiasm to get things together the past week, but it's all coming together. It's just after one and most of the food is prepped and ready to go or cook in the crockpot later in the day. I enjoy this day for several reasons. For one, it's a way to get my mind off the long heated days of July and helps me "daydream" about the cooler temps. Next it just makes me and my guest happy and laugh a little. You can't help but smile when a Christmas Tree is present and Christmas music is playing. Third, I love the small reminder of how we need to celebrate the Birth of Christ all year long. Lastly, I love having one more crazy excuse to have my friends and family over. It's kind of like St. Patricks day, everyone knows that on July 25th, Michelle's house is the place to be. Above is a photo of the small tree we've decorated and below is a poem I found. I hope you enjoy both and tomorrow I'll be back with our full menu and recipes to share. Have a Merry Christmas in July everyone...Love you all!
The Spirit of Christmas
The spirit of Christmas is often found In things that we can see A street of gold and silver A sparkling Christmas tree. It’s found in quiet serenity Of freshly fallen snow In lights upon the river A candles’ gentle glow. It’s found in pretty presents And treasures of delight In stories told of Christmas’ past On cold and wintry nights. It’s found in Yuletide carolers Who stand out in the street And spread good cheer and tidings To everyone they meet. It’s found in bustling cities As choirs get up to sing In sleepy little villages Where lonely church bells ring. It’s found within a beggar’s heart Who kindly takes the time To help a cold and hungry child By sharing his last dime. It’s found within the prisons walls And temples made of stone It’s found within the orphanages And in the nursing homes. It’s found within the wise men Who brought gifts from far away And the eastern star that led them To the stable where He lay. It’s found within the Spirit This gift from up above It’s filled with pure salvation And wrapped in His sweet love. It’s even found in old St. Nick As he kneels down to pray To Jesus, Blessed Redeemer Who was born on Christmas day. Author/Written By: Marilyn Ferguson ©2002