Oh, I don't know what I need for Christmas. Really. I think of things occasionally but promptly forget them. So I must not need anything very badly. Let's see: The desire to obey, to love and to totally follow Christ, firmly rooted in the hearts of my children (and in my heart, while I'm at it) . Clothes that fit... but not BIG ones. Thus, less of me. (You know how the Bible says something about Him becoming more and more, and us becoming less and less? Yep, but I need that in more ways than one, I guess.) That house I am dreaming of in Virginia. Shoes, but nobody would be able to buy them without taking my feet shopping with them. I have enough trouble buying shoes, and I usually DO bring my feet along. A new front door, but nobody can afford that. I can't either, probably. (Thanks, Strider, for finishing off an already-crummy-looking door : ) 10 more hours per day. Okay, I'll let you know if I think of anything doable. Love you guys lots! Mom
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