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Its Christmas time and all I can think about is Japan!

Ooh its Christmas so very soooon  and I can't wait... to go to Japan!!!!!  I love Christmas  normally, normally I have all these ideas in my somewhat jumbled-mama's head (only a mother will know what it means to have a jumbled head) about the kind of Christmas I want for my family.  And most years I don't get it right, and next year I know I will, but this Christmas all I can think about is... Japan.  And Christmas movies!

We watched Polar Express recently, it was a treat for Alexander which went down favorably with me.  And I just loved that the message behind the movie was that the celebration was about the spirit of Christmas not Father Christmas, or the gifts, but friendship and loving one another.  Please don't get me wrong and wonder whether I remember to put Christ in Christmas, I do and I don't.  I so believe we should honor the birth of Christ, but 25 December is a bit off.  But I also believe that it a wonderful time for people to especially honor Christ and show those who don't personally know Him how incredibly loving He is.  The spirit of Christmas is loving people, showing kindness and generosity.  These are all things that those who love God should be doing everyday.  Christmas allows us a more focused time to do that.

As I said all I can think about is Japan and Christmas movies and I will watch as many Christmas movies as I can get Emiel to concede to before Christmas, but when Christmas is over I just know that the excitement will be overflowing.  Japan represents so much to us, it is a gift and at the same time a shove out of the nest.  I haven't mentioned it yet, but our Certificate of Eligibility has been approved!!!!! And a wonderful family God has connected us with paid for us to get a new twin pram!!!!!  Alexander's unabridged birth certificate has also arrived, the day we heard we'd been approved.





Please continue to pray for us.  We still have a few things on our needs list, but God is the mountain mover!!!!

I almost forgot to tell you that my incredible husband surfed for 9hrs this past Friday as a fundraiser.

Much love to you all
Philippa

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