Perspective

I was going to log on and complain about how I got so little sleep last night between kids getting up, having accidents, changing sheets and waking up early. As well as whine about the snow coming and not being done Christmas shopping, or grocery shopping or worrying about what monday might bring and how I might be able to get to work if it's icy...etc
But then this morning I read the Christmas letter from my friend Cherise. Last December, her brother shot and killed 4 people, wounded at least 1 other person before killing himself. It was a horrible tragedy and one I cannot imagine going through. She just talked about how amazing God has been this past year. How the families of the victims have embraced her and her family and completely forgiven Matthew for what he did. About God's unconditional forgiveness and the true reason for this season. All of my whinings and complainings are pretty trivial compared to what they have been through this past year. When I get harried and frantic about what I feel I need to get accomplished before next thursday, I think I just need to sit back and thank God for sending his Son, for knowing He would die a horrible death but doing it out of love for us. I need to focus on this not only for myself but for my kids, so they learn the true lesson of Christmas.

What would you do?

Wow it has been a long time since I blogged. Am not sure what I have been doing except trying to get ready for Christmas.
Here is my dilemma: I bought a shirt for Princess at Freddy's. Or so I thought. When I got home, I glanced at the receipt to see how much it was as it was on sale and it wasn't there. The lady didn't ring me up for it. Honestly, if it was a 1 or 2 dollar item, I probably wouldn't give it too much thought and if I had never looked at the receipt I never would have known I didn't get charged for it. But I feel bad. At the time I was not going to load the kids back up in the car, head to the store and go back and say "look you didn't charge me for this". But I still feel bad, like I stole it. I feel God telling me to do the right thing. I am leaning toward just carrying it into the store next time I go and adding it to my pile of groceries. That's my plan anyway. What would you do?