How could a man be more blessed?  My Dad on Christmas, as he stood to lead us in prayer for our Christmas meal shared with us.  He asked that question, “What more could a man want than all the family gathered together on Christmas Eve and all of them saved and on the way to heaven”.  Now I don’t think he said it quite that way, but that is what he said. 

There was a house full at my Dad’s and Mom’s house with about fifty [that is just an estimation on my part] of my siblings and their families, and my family as well.  Such a wonderful blessing to be part of such a wonderful family.  We aren’t a perfect bunch that is for sure.  There is none perfect or good except the One who came and died for our sins.

At our house we had about twenty, and that included all eight of our grandchildren with one on the way, and all our kids and their spouses, who are our kids as well.  We just live in a little one or two bedroom house with one bath, so we have kids and adults sleeping all over the floors, since there is only one bed.  If you need to get up in the middle of the night and go to the bathroom, then you get to walk an obstacle course, and try to avoid stepping on someone.

There are some people who might not enjoy such crowded spaces, and I am one myself, but when it comes to our family there could be nothing greater.  As far as I am concerned we have the best kids on earth.  They have never caused us any reason for shame, but have always blessed us.  Now, I am not saying they were never a problem raising, but that seems like something that never really happened now.

As Madge and I get  older they just bless us more  and more.  The Lord gets all my thanks and praise for that.

Thank YOU Father in heaven.