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		<title>I asked for a kiss&#8230;</title>
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On the morning we were to go and get our Christmas tree, I was trying to put on my best Christmas smiley face.  But I was not feeling it inside.  However, the girls were excited, so I  moved forward on their behalf.   I made the chili, the hot cocoa, packed the snacks, and extra [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=therealstorie.wordpress.com&blog=1985054&post=93&subd=therealstorie&ref=&feed=1" />]]></description>
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<p>On the morning we were to go and get our Christmas tree, I was trying to put on my best Christmas smiley face.  But I was not feeling it inside.  However, the girls were excited, so I  moved forward on their behalf.   I made the chili, the hot cocoa, packed the snacks, and extra socks, scarves and blankets.</p>
<p>On the drive up, the girls were chit chatting, and as usual, Jessie was requesting that we sing Christmas songs.  Usually this is one of my favorite things to do. </p>
<p><em>Lord, I really need to hear from you.  Will you send me a kiss?  Something just for me?</em></p>
<p>&#8220;Hark the Herald&#8221;, was my request.  Jessie started us out.  We all joined in.  Madeline sang harmony.</p>
<p>When we arrived, Sean made a big fire for us all to keep warm by, and then we set out on the short trek to find a tree.  My little nieces and daughters were all ahead of me.  I was bringing up the tail. </p>
<p>&#8220;where did everyone go?&#8221;  I felt too far behind the pack, and was feeling left behind.  I could hear Sean calling to me, &#8220;We&#8217;re over here babe!&#8221;</p>
<p>I made my way through branches heavily laden with snow. One of the kids was right in front of me.  Yeah!  I was catching up!  When all of a sudden a branch came toward me like a swinging door.  Before I knew it I felt the stinging of the needles and snow hitting me right in the face.  The next step I took, I sunk thigh-high in the snow pack.  I just wanted to cry.</p>
<p>I climbed out of the hole, and pressed on. </p>
<p><em>Lord, I need you to touch me.   A special gift from you, to me.</em></p>
<p><em>I</em> opened the branches.  Peering around the corner, my nieces and daughters were all huddled together.  My littlest niece was sitting on the sled, crying, &#8220;myyy&#8230;.feeet, are&#8230;are&#8230;cold,  Aunt Storie.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Ahh, baby, we will fix it.&#8221;  Before I knew it, my maddie was yarding off her boots and saying, &#8220;I have an extra pair of socks.&#8221;  and then Jessie, &#8220;I do to, mama.&#8221;</p>
<p>I took off LJ&#8217;s boots and socks, and then began to breathe warm air onto her foot.  Maddy grabbed the other one.  Before we knew it, she was laughing.</p>
<p>&#8220;Mom!!  MOM!!!  Look!! There are stars everywhere!!  In the trees, in your hair! on our clothes&#8230;&#8221;</p>
<p><em>What????  I thought.</em>  Jessie began pointing out the hundreds, if not thousands of cookie- cutter,  perfectly shaped star of david snowflakes.  They were all identical in shape and had 6 perfect points.</p>
<p>&#8220;Jesus is kissing us!&#8221;  I said to the girls.</p>
<p>I will never forget their little faces looking up at the sky, all bundled up, bright red cheeks, screaming gleefully, &#8220;Thank you Jesus!!&#8221;</p>
<p>He kissed us all that day, in the midst of us serving one another&#8230;..had we not stopped to warm the feet of one, we may have missed His gift all together.</p>
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<p><em>The picture on this post, I happened to find on the internet by typing in a google image search of star of david snowflake!  I have not yet figured out how to upload pictures from my files&#8230;I did get a couple of photos&#8230;one in hair, and the other on a mitten.  They were so tiny!  When I figure out how to upload, I will post them for you to see!</em></p>
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