I really very much enjoyed being in Russia and I want to go again, but there really is no place like home. Silver birch trees are beautiful but I missed the variety of oak, ash and beech etc. The part of Russia we visited seemed to be very flat, but in Devon, where I live we have lots of little hills all around us. They are not mountains but we do enjoy climbing up them sometimes. It is a tribute to Russia that I was not longing to go home, but pleased when we were on our way to the airport. Once in Britain we had a people carrier to take us home, with a very nice considerate driver. It was good to see as the miles passed that we were in familiar territory. What bliss to get into one's own bed and relax. It took several days to come down to earth.
Every time I take a few days off from my blog my ratings slump. Very rarely do people go back into my old posts and read again. This is a typical attitude of the human heart, always wanting something different. At this time of year we should not be greedily wondering want new thing we will be getting for Christmas. Instead we should be looking at the old, old story, which is ever new of a baby who amazingly was God incarnate, God's gift to those who will put there trust in this one who was to grow up to give His life for His people. Set aside the controversy over whether December 25th is the actual date of His birth.(Shepherds do not keep their sheep out at night in Israel in December.) and set aside time to think about the fact that He did come and ponder if He came to set you free and if your answer is ,"Yes," He will make you free indeed.
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