*the smell of home*
i love christmas.

everyone has their own reasons for loving this season. i love it for the (nostalgic) hope of snow, the cozy mittens & fireside sips of hot chocolate, the inevitable family feasts (especially the annual new year's day brunch we used to have at the 'cloud 9' rotating restaurant in vancouver), the extended stay at our condo in whistler and days of blissful snowboarding, and my birthday. but it's more than that for me. every year when the nip turns up a notch, my heart begins to get this stirring, this unrest... it's like how bilbo's elven sword glows blue when the orcs are near. except thesignificance of the personification of God on earth is much MUCH better than orcs...

my heart knows its owner is coming, and it wants to go home.

so we are always confident, even though we know that as long as we live in these bodies we are not at home with the Lord. that is why we live by believing and not by seeing. yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord. ~ 2corinthians 5:6-8