I love this time of year!
In the South, it means whispers of possible snow and shouts of joy when school is closed as the first flakes hit the pavement.
In my life, it means looking back at the last twelve months to see what helped me become more like Jesus, and what pulled me away from Him. Then, I ponder and pray and choose what things to change in order to become more like Him this year.
In my home, it means…