Tender Tennessee Christmas

Amy Grant hit the nail on the head: it was, indeed, a tender Tennessee Christmas.  We drove over the mountains and thru the woods to grandmother’s (and grandfather’s…and aunt and uncle and cousin and friend’s) house in Memphis last week.  Zoe Kate received lots of love’n from…



Uncle Don

Cousin Dewey

Friend Dorothy

One of her many “grandmothers,” Anne:

…and many more! (that I never captured on photo…one of whom was her Great Aunt Kaki, when we took a pit stop in Nashville).

Babies really do bring so much joy.  Is it the hope of new life?  Is it the cuteness of their miniature features?  Is it the miracle of who they are becoming?  I’m continually blessed to see how she lights up a room…by doing absolutely nothing.  We are so grateful for the love she’s receiving.

The week was full of walks, coffees, lunches and what we Southerners call “visits” at the home.  Mom filled the house with the smell of Christmas (a liquid concoction, boiled on the stove…smells delicious, but most likely poisonous, so drink cider if you feel the urge).  Pops filled the house with his occasional “Ho Ho Ho” (you would think it was for the grandkids’ ears, but I don’t think that the phrase has ever hibernated in Christmas’ past).  On Christmas Eve, we attended the candlelight service at Second Pres.  The angelic choir, the dear friends and family sitting all around, and most of all the hope in the message of the coming King, truly do make Christmas Eve – as pastor Sandy describes – an enchanting evening.  We hope you all had a merry Christmas!  Oh, and Happy New Year!


One response to this post.

  1. Posted by Helen Drinkard on January 3, 2011 at 8:13 pm

    LOVE YOU guys!!! So sorry that I was sick the whole time! This just made me even more sad about it!


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