While we celebrate joy and peace and cookies many people suffer. Sometimes from the pain of consequences of a string of bad choices. Others from the loss they feel for the one who won't be gathering around the Christmas tree this year.
Today I am one of those whose Christmas tree lights are a bit dim through the tears. My uncle Carey that raised my dad passed away from a heart attack.
I covet your prayers for his wife and for safety and strength as we travel to tell my dad the news. Hug those you love a little tighter tonight.
With tears from R7 -Tenneil.