Watch the fireworks...

My mom and the kids and I went to Disneyland last Thursday. So did everyone else, it seemed. It had rained and rained the days before, so when the sun came out, everyone in Southern California headed for the Land of Mouse to see all the Christmas decorations in the way that only Disney can do.

We go to Disneyland a lot. And we don't normally stop to watch things like the parades, or fireworks, or things like that. Ask Candan when the best time to ride the Matterhorn is-- when the fireworks are on, of course! The lines are short. We often seem to time things badly, too, when we want to go from a place to place at certain times of night, there's usually a long route around everyone is funneled to a small pathway behind all the parade watchers, and you have to walk fast, and hang on to your family, and get someone's stroller shoved up the back of your ankle while you're weaving through the sea of people to get through Main Street.

This time, we'd sat down to a late-ish dinner at one of the outdoor cafes. (dinner outdoors at 8pm in December-- I've finally realized what an amazing thing this is!) We had perfect seating at the end of our meal for the 8:30 Christmas fireworks show. We stuck around, and oh, it was beautiful and moving...and magical.

On December 23rd, it's easy to get caught in swarms of people.

This Christmas, stop and watch the magic.

And all who heard it wondered at the things which were told them by the shepherds. But Mary treasured all these things, pondering them in her heart. Luke 2:18-19

My favorite thing overheard at Disneyland, a young boy asking, "Hey, Dad, can we go on that Indiana Jonas ride?" There's definitely a generation gap between Indiana Jones watchers and Jonas Brothers fans. :)