
“For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” Roman’s 8:38-39
As I write these thoughts, I’m thinking of the many blessings I have experienced this year. I’m not going to name them one by one, but somewhere in my writing exercises, I will write more extensively about the year 2023, as well as my hopes, dreams, and prayers for 2024. For now, I’m not going to do that.
On this New Year’s Eve, as I’m listening to scattered fireworks going off sporadically throughout our subdivision (even though they are forbidden), I couldn’t help but think back to my childhood when we McDaniel children would build a large bonfire and pop our fireworks during the holidays. What a treat it was for us country kids to enjoy this particular activity every year.
You may wonder what the picture of a bag of mixed nuts and some empty shells has to do with anything. Especially, anything significant. The picture most likely has no relevance to 100% of my readers. But to me, it has lasting significance.
When I was growing up, Christmas and New Year’s were such special celebrations for my siblings and me. We didn’t have a lot of extra things, but we never complained because we somehow knew our parents were doing their very best to provide for seven little children. But……during the holidays my parents somehow pulled out all the stops for us. There was always delicious food from my mother’s kitchen. Our dad would buy bags of fruit—mostly apples and oranges for us to enjoy. The Washington Red Delicious apples were bigger and juicer at Christmas time—or so I thought.
Daddy would also buy bags of mixed nuts very similar to the one you see in the picture below. It could have been this very brand because the package says “Since 1925.” So they were around when I was growing up.
At present, I eat walnuts almost every day. Health experts say they are good for us. For me, consuming them is about the health benefits, for sure, but even more so, it’s about the feeling of “home” I get every time I indulge in them. Strange, I know. But it’s like going back to a happy time during childhood in my mind and heart. It’s a feeling of warmth and security. That’s not a good explanation, but the best I can do. Who would have ever guessed a walnut would do the trick? Ha!
So now….the bag of mixed nuts and empty shells explanation: After reading the story called “Childhood Christmas Memories”, in my book, Life Stories, Poems, & Memories, where I alluded to this particular memory, my granddaughter Heather and her family thought it would be special to give me the mixed nuts as one of my gifts for Christmas. I even got a nut cracker to go with it. Yesterday, I cracked and ate a few of the walnuts. They were delicious and tasted so much better than the bags we often purchase at Sam’s Club.
It’s amazing what will bring good memories and joy to us if we only take the time to remember. Tonight, I’m thankful for these memories that will always be special to me.
I wish you all a Happy New Year! I encourage you to look to 2024 with hope and faith in the One who will lead you through every moment of every day. None of us know what the coming year will bring, but we can rest assured that we are not alone or forsaken. I’m so thankful that God is with us. Through every twist and turn. Through every smooth or bumpy road, He is there.
Happy New Year, family and friends! 🎉🎉🎉❤️✝️







