Happy St.Nic Day.

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Practice makes permanent … not perfect.  So with all our imperfections we bring it together in tins and bags.

small dosages of our time mixed with sugar…gifted with droopy beards and hats falling in our eyes.

We practice this step every year… because we aren’t trying to become perfect…. but we want hearts to give

So our practice will not reach perfect in this lifetime… but it will imprint and become permanent.

We may trip and fall… but we will get up and give again.

The falling doesn’t teach us the gift isn’t worth giving… it just teaches us to get up and take another step.

Brothers and sisters rush to her side…not rush away…No one falls alone.

They fix her hat and set her in the right direction.

They are a team…and they give together.

It’s their normal.
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For more information on St.Nic day take a look around the St.NicholasCenter

And for a peak of last year’s St.Nic day…check out this post.…. Funny story from last year which  the kids reminded me about:  We were in the car and preparing the red headed kid to deliver his bag…and we gave him the advice of “Now go up to the door and when they come to the door hand them the bag and yell,’ Happy St. Nic day’ and run for your life.”  To which he handed the bag to the person who came to the door (like he was told) and then he yelled, “Happy St. Nic…run for your life!!!!!!!”  Not quiet, what we meant.  Anyways he did a great job this year and was  much less scary.