A Spring of Joy

In the magic of music… and singing Christmas carols at the top of our lungs while we drive over dark roads.

Be near me, Lord Jesus, I ask Thee to stay,
Close by me forever, and love me I pray.

Carrying sleepy babies into warm beds, then sitting up late, white cat curled on my lap purring peacefully. Eating nachos and catching up on life with old friends (and new).

Yes, He is close by us forever.