Life, Love & Elmer’s Glue

This post originally appeared on BaptistNews,com in December 2012.

I’ll confess, I didn’t hear the Christmas tree come crashing down in the middle of the night. I vaguely remember my husband asking me if I heard dishes shattering. Just another bizarre dream, I thought. No thief in the night would waste his time on my 24 year old Macy’s everyday china and my kids only use paper plates.

But the sad reality was quite evident the next morning as the tree rested wearily against the back wall, strands of garland huddled in random clusters clinging to bent branches for dear life, and many an ornament had been reduced to its hook and a single hanging shard of painted glass after meeting the hardwood floor unexpectedly in the night. My husband took a dustpan and broom to the glittery mess and collected what salvageable pieces he could find scattered about the living room and placed them in a bowl on the kitchen counter.  Read more…

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