BLESSED

The second cataract surgery was successful! I'm so blessed to be able to SEE with out contacs.
Especially in the middle of the night!

Another BLESSING was the birth of my first great grandchild. Christopher Nickolas Weishampel was born on Dec. 5th, weighing 8 1/2 pounds, 21 inches long. His poor mom is only 4'11". Mom, baby, and Daddy Chris are doing well.

A greater BLESSING is the Birthday of our Lord. This is why I celebrate Christmas.

JESUS is Better than Santa Claus

Santa lives at the North Pole.
JESUS lives everywhere.

Santa rides in a sleigh.
JESUS rides the wind and walks on water.

Santa comes once a year.
JESUS is an ever present help.

Santa fills your stockings with goodies.
JESUS supplies all your needs.

Santa comes down your chimney uninvited.
JESUS stands at your door and knocks, and then enters your heart when invited.

You have to wait in line to see SAnta.
JESUS is as close as the mention of His name.

Santa lets you sit on his lap.
JESUS lets you rest in His arms.

Santa doesn't know your name, all he can say is
"Hi little or boy or girl, what's your name?"

JESUS knew our name before we were born
Not only does He know our name, He knows our address, too.
He knows our history, and future, and even knows how many hairs are on our heads.

Santa has a belly like bowl full of jelly.
JESUS has a heart full of love.

All Santa can offer is HO, Ho, Ho.
JESUS offers health, help and hope.

Santa says "You better not cry"
JESUS says "Cast all your cares on me for I care for you."

Santa's little helpers make toys.
JESUS makes new life, mends wounded hearts, repairs broken homes and builds mansions.

Santa may make you chuckle but
JESUS gives you joy that is your strength.

While Santa puts gifts under your tree
JESUS became our gift and died on a tree. The cross.

Santa is pretend. JESUS is real

We need to put Christ back in CHRISTmas, JESUS is still the reason for the season.

For God so loved the world, that He gave His only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16

Have a Blessed Season.

F.E.A.R.

What do you FEAR?
All my life I've been most defensive of anything near my eyes. Facing Cataract surgery, I had to face my fear of something poking me in my eye.
I've worn glasses since I was seven and probably needed them before that time.
I can't see the big "E" without contac lens. My vision is less than 20/400.
I began wearing hard contacs at age 16, promptly losing one in the swimming pool. The pain of adjusting to contacs was worth being able to see the gravel in the pavement and doing away with "cokebottle" glasses.
An infected tear duct triggered my fear as I watched the doctor come at my eye with huge scalpels.
Years later I suffered (and I do mean suffered!) a corneal abrasion that required wearing a pirate patch for a couple of weeks.
Facing the idea of cataract surgery, I explained all this to the understanding doctor who assured me I'd be sedated for a few minutes while they injected (ouch) around my eye. Then I'd be awake (Horrors) while he removed the old lens and replaced it with a new one.
Here is my concept of FEAR.
Have Faith
Encouragement from others
Admit fears
Relax and Rejoyce when it's over.
My right eye is clear, vision is bright, colors are beautiful, no longer cloudy. My left eye (vision 20/400) is patched so my poor brain can function. I need glasses for reading, but now I can't wait for the surgery on the left eye!
FEAR? What's that? Face Everything And Recover.