I took my kids to the Easton Winter Village today, an annual event held in downtown Easton each December. There are vendors, live music, visits from Santa, ice skating, and more. We’d never been there before, but thought we’d check it out and see what it was about.

Without any doubt, the hit of the day was the ice skating. The neat thing is this – it wasn’t ice. It was a “synthetic ice rink,” which was basically a huge sheet of thick, slick plastic. Ingenious – with skates on, it basically functioned like ice, but without the overhead of keeping ice cold on a 50 degree day like today. For my kids, who’d never ice skated before, it was a brand new world.

They skated around slowly and without much skill. They didn’t care. They loved it. My younger kid just hung onto the side railing and skated around the edge. He loved it. My older kid was more ambitious, but always stayed near their brother, just in case. He fell twice, and both times the older one was right there, picking him up and helping him out.

It was glorious, not just seeing them having fun, but seeing them having fun together. Seeing them take care of one another. Seeing them support each other and laugh and play together. Just seeing this picture of them on the rink:

I am so blessed to have children like this.

That’s where I saw the light of God today, the first Saturday of Advent.

Featured image by Anastasia Makarevich from Pixabay