Rag Dolls and Puppy Dogs

Christmas has always been such a favorite time of year for me.  I'm not even sure why it has been so special, except that my mom had a love for it, and my parents always somehow made it a wondrous occasion.  We didn't have a lot....we were simple folks, frugal and rather creative.  We all had interests in music, art and crafty things.  My mom made many of our clothes and the family was raised on home cooking, spending many weekends with grandparents and extended family in small towns and farm settings.  I enjoyed my childhood and felt very happy and adjusted even when life's curve balls came my way.  

Of course many years and three children (who are now adults) later, life has definitely offered plenty of experiences and challenges.  There have been joys as I have journeyed through the years.  There have also been heartaches...some that have not had resolution.  Growing into middle age brings tiredness, physical issues and the realization that we do not get a second chance in many of these things.  There are days when I have felt more like a used rag doll needing to hug a puppy than a strong, vibrant life-hugging individual. 

I looked at this picture today.  It was colorful.  It was Christmas.  And, it was a rag doll - a smiling rag doll.  There beside those dolls - a puppy....  Is it possible I'm not the only one who has felt the blows of life?  Is it possible that there is hope beyond the battlefields of the years?  Is it possible that even yet  in this life there might be some smiles and "Christmas" for this "rag doll"?  

I will ever believe that the multi-radiant God who created us is able to also "color" us with refections of Himself in a way that is sufficient to share heaven's smiles and lift earth's hearts.  If you too are struggling to raise your tired head or perhaps looking for missing joy, I will encourage you to hug that puppy and find the Christmas that still holds promise and color.  Jesus did, in fact come to earth, and remains the reason we celebrate good tidings of great joy.  He specializes in bringing smiles - and puppy-sized hugs to rag dolls.  


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