A Merry Christmas Indeed.
I must say that the past week of Christmas celebrations has far surpassed any holiday in my recent memory. Of course, childhood memories of running down the hallway to see the gifts Santa brought and the smells of hickory roasted nuts and honey-baked ham are permanently etched in my heart but this Christmas...this Christmas...was amazing. Maybe it was because I was with Mark, my best friend and love, 24-7...a scenario that proved there are simply not enough hours in the day for us to be together...only 24 hours in a day?...
Mark was in Dalton and drove back to Nashville on the 22nd to play with Chris in his show...it was amazing! Those guys flow with Holy Spirit in a way I’ve never really seen or felt before, immediately bringing the presence of God and creating a direct connection with Papa’s heart. We left the next morning for Dalton to spend time with his family. I know his family pretty well and know they love me so I wasn’t too nervous...until we were almost there. I realized that although I seen them several times throughout the past few years, this time it was different...really different. I wasn’t Mal, Mark’s friend who travels to Africa. I was Mal...Mark’s serious girlfriend...But when I arrived my butterflies subsided and I immediately felt at home. I love and respect his entire family...especially his mom. There is a place in her heart that is really similar to a place in my own heart...this was made obvious when she gave me a special Christmas gift. She gave me this beautiful silver bowl with fruit embellishments...and a box of salt. She had a dream and felt the Lord saying that He was giving me salt and that I would be fruitful. What she didn’t know was this...when I was in Mozambique and trying to decide whether or not to leave, papa told me that I was losing my salt...that the life and taste that I had once carried was wilting and my salt had lost its taste. So needless to say, when I got this salt...I was dumbfounded. Loss for words. She gave me salt. Wow. THAT....THAT....was God. IS God.
Anyway, we had an amazing time with his family...we headed back to Chapel Hill on Christmas Day, enjoyed some grub and opened a mountain of gifts. So a few weeks ago Mark had told my mom and dad how we wanted to learn how to cook real food---Mom, using this concept as a theme for majority of Mark’s gifts, got us MATCHING EMBROIDERED APRONS. Yep. That’s right. Matching embroidered aprons. I mean, its cute...a bit embarrassing but still kinda cute. I got an IPOD. Super cool.
Yesterday we drove down to Birmingham, Alabama to see Beth and Chuck Cooper, an awesome couple who I met on my first trip to Mozambique who took on a really special “mom and dad” role in my life. THAT...was amazing. I really wanted them to meet Mark and get their blessing...they loved him! And Mark loved them! We spent some time praying and prophesying over each other and that was awesome. Beth is so prophetic and totally read our mail. She said some stuff that was totally right on with Mark and I...stuff I will address later for the sake of me going to bed. I’m tired.
We can’t escape His goodness if we use it as our dwelling place.
He who dwells in shelter of the Most High will abide in the presence of the Almighty.
Mark was in Dalton and drove back to Nashville on the 22nd to play with Chris in his show...it was amazing! Those guys flow with Holy Spirit in a way I’ve never really seen or felt before, immediately bringing the presence of God and creating a direct connection with Papa’s heart. We left the next morning for Dalton to spend time with his family. I know his family pretty well and know they love me so I wasn’t too nervous...until we were almost there. I realized that although I seen them several times throughout the past few years, this time it was different...really different. I wasn’t Mal, Mark’s friend who travels to Africa. I was Mal...Mark’s serious girlfriend...But when I arrived my butterflies subsided and I immediately felt at home. I love and respect his entire family...especially his mom. There is a place in her heart that is really similar to a place in my own heart...this was made obvious when she gave me a special Christmas gift. She gave me this beautiful silver bowl with fruit embellishments...and a box of salt. She had a dream and felt the Lord saying that He was giving me salt and that I would be fruitful. What she didn’t know was this...when I was in Mozambique and trying to decide whether or not to leave, papa told me that I was losing my salt...that the life and taste that I had once carried was wilting and my salt had lost its taste. So needless to say, when I got this salt...I was dumbfounded. Loss for words. She gave me salt. Wow. THAT....THAT....was God. IS God.
Anyway, we had an amazing time with his family...we headed back to Chapel Hill on Christmas Day, enjoyed some grub and opened a mountain of gifts. So a few weeks ago Mark had told my mom and dad how we wanted to learn how to cook real food---Mom, using this concept as a theme for majority of Mark’s gifts, got us MATCHING EMBROIDERED APRONS. Yep. That’s right. Matching embroidered aprons. I mean, its cute...a bit embarrassing but still kinda cute. I got an IPOD. Super cool.
Yesterday we drove down to Birmingham, Alabama to see Beth and Chuck Cooper, an awesome couple who I met on my first trip to Mozambique who took on a really special “mom and dad” role in my life. THAT...was amazing. I really wanted them to meet Mark and get their blessing...they loved him! And Mark loved them! We spent some time praying and prophesying over each other and that was awesome. Beth is so prophetic and totally read our mail. She said some stuff that was totally right on with Mark and I...stuff I will address later for the sake of me going to bed. I’m tired.
We can’t escape His goodness if we use it as our dwelling place.
He who dwells in shelter of the Most High will abide in the presence of the Almighty.
posted by Mallory at 1:26 AM
1 Comments:
Heey sweet Mallory!
You lovely ladie! Have a blast!!! I`m sure you and Laura are nothing but drunk, waisted and....having allot of fun! HAHA =)
Hug from Kat
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