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An Anchored Christmas: Why I’m Making a 2025 Christmas Bucket List (And Why You Might Want To, Too)

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I’ll be honest… I’ve never been a “bucket list” girl.
I’m more of a go-with-the-flow, follow-God’s-nudge, keep-it-simple kind of person.

But the past few Christmases have felt different. Losing loved ones has a way of shifting the whole season. The lights still shine… but they shine through a different lens. Some days the glow feels comforting, and other days it feels like too much. Grief is funny like that—it doesn’t run on a holiday schedule.

So this year, I decided I needed something gentle to help guide me back into the heartbeat of Christmas.

Not pressure.
Not perfection.
Just intention.

That’s how my 2025 Christmas Bucket List was born.

Not a “do all the things” list.
Not a “pack your calendar” list.
Just a simple collection of moments—quiet, meaningful, joy-anchoring moments.

Little things that help me stay connected to hope.
Little things that remind me that simple can still be sacred.

Mid-century charm meets grounded faith.
Soft glow. Simple lines. Gentle reminders.

What’s on My List This Year?

A mix of cozy, nostalgic, and intentional—like:

🌟 Drive around to see lights like it’s the 1960s again.
☕ Make hot cocoa and actually enjoy drinking it (not chugging it while multitasking).
🎁 Bless someone anonymously—an Anchor Angel moment.
🎄 Attend one festive event—play, concert, choir—just one.
❄️ Do something slow and cozy on purpose.
🍪 Bake a batch of cookies with zero expectation of Pinterest perfection.
🕯️ Light a candle and pray for the loved ones I miss living far away… letting that moment be holy, not heavy.

These aren’t tasks.
They’re touchpoints.
Little anchors dropped into the season to steady my soul.

Why a Christmas Bucket List Helps (Even If You’re Not a Bucket List Person)

Because when we’re grieving, stretched thin, or simply tired from carrying life…
we need reminders of what brings us back to joy.

We need something to look forward to, something small enough to manage and meaningful enough to matter.

This isn’t about doing more.
It’s about noticing more.
Being present on purpose.
Letting yourself delight again—slowly, gently.

A Christmas Bucket List is permission to enjoy the season your way… with grace for the days that feel light and grace for the days that don’t.

Create Your Own 2025 Christmas Bucket List

I made a free printable you can download—clean design, mid-century modern feel, and space to make it your own. You can download this printable and hand write or hand letter your own ideas or use Pages or Word to type in your ideas. Make it fun with color and doodles. You can do 12 days of Christmas or make it even simpler to just a few, as many as you like.

Whether you use my prompts or your own, let it guide you back to what matters.

Let it keep you anchored.

Let it help you rediscover small joys—the kinds that slip in quietly through twinkle lights, warm mugs, scripture whispered over a morning, or an unexpected moment of peace.

✨ [Download the 2025 Christmas Bucket List] ✨

2025 Christmas Bucket List✨ Download the 2025 Christmas Bucket List ✨


Here’s to a simple Christmas.
A gentle Christmas.
An anchored Christmas—
rooted in hope, wrapped in grace, and glowing with just enough light for the next step.

Need some inspiration? Here are twelve ideas to inspire you. You don’t have to do twelve, you don’t have to do six. Do what your schedule allows and what’s comfortable for you.

!2 Ideas Christmas 2025Download My Christms Bucket list
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Surrendering Doubt: Finding Peace in Faith

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Today, I want to share something that’s been sitting heavy—but beautifully—in my heart. It was sparked by a devotional my pastor in Rhode Island, Pastor Dave, shared this morning on Instagram. @therrien6034 

Every day at 6:00 a.m., Pastor Dave posts a short but impactful video devotional called The Bible Café—a time where we receive “a serving of Scripture and a cup of caffeine (or the beverage of your choice).” Each week he focuses on a new topic, and many of us are keeping topical journals based on the Scripture he shares each morning.

This week’s theme is doubt.

In Luke 24:38–39, Pastor Dave pointed out that the disciples doubted they were really seeing Jesus after His resurrection. Despite walking closely with Him, they quickly forgot what He had already told them—and that forgetfulness opened the door to doubt.

Doubt often leads us to lean on human reasoning, which I know too well. In my own experience, doubt hasn’t just led to overthinking—it’s brought discouragement, disappointment, and sometimes even depression. When we doubt, we start trying to make sense of everything on our own, and it rarely leads us closer to God.

Earlier this year, in a season of deep grief, I found myself overwhelmed—like I was drowning, searching for a way out. That’s when a word began repeating in my heart: surrender.

It was simple, but powerful.

Surrendering my grief to Jesus didn’t make the pain disappear overnight, but it created space—a holy emptiness—for Him to step in and carry what I couldn’t. And lately, another word has joined that inner echo: seek.

Maybe it’s an “aha” moment from God.

When we surrender—whether it’s a habit, addiction, grief, doubt, or anything that weighs on us and pulls us away from God—we’re not just letting something go. We’re making room.
Surrender creates a void. But that space is not meant to stay empty. It becomes an invitation for Jesus to move in.

Letting go may feel like a loss at first, but in reality, it’s the beginning of something greater: peace, clarity, healing, and deeper intimacy with God.

The disciples were incredibly blessed—they saw the resurrected Jesus with their own eyes. His glorified body stood before them, scars and all. Sometimes I find myself wishing I could have a visual like that. But the truth is: we do.

We may not see Jesus physically, but we see Him in His Word, in creation, in the love of others, and in the quiet moments of prayer. His presence is still near. – Joshua 1:5 “ No man shall be able to stand before you all the days of your life. Just as I was with Moses, so I will be with you. I will not leave you or forsake you.” We may not walk beside Him like the disciples did, but we can still walk with Him daily.

And just like the disciples, after their doubt, were filled with faith—we too can be filled.
When we surrender, we make space.
When we seek, we find Him. Jeremiah 29:13 – “You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.”

So today, I invite you to do the same:
Surrender whatever is pulling you away.
And seek the One who is always ready to fill the void—with His truth, His presence, and His peace.

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The Impact of Charlie Kirk: A Voice for Our Time

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Gage Skidmore from Surprise, AZ, United States of America, CC BY-SA 2.0 https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0, via Wikimedia Commons

On September 10, 2025, many of us were shaken by the news of Charlie Kirk’s passing. I was in disbelief when I first heard the news. My husband texted me and told me that Charlie Kirk had tragically lost his life. I was crushed. How? Why? A husband, father, and bold voice in our generation, his presence was felt not only in politics but in the realm of faith. In our home, Charlie was a staple in our YouTube news feed. Day after day, his voice popped up alongside pastors, analysts, artists, animal videos and storytellers, becoming part of the rhythm of our daily life. While the world remembers his speeches and debates, we remember a man who, for such a time as this, stepped into arenas others avoided and spoke with conviction.

Charlie embraced his moment in history. He was not perfect, none of us are, but he understood that the times we live in call for courage. Whether one agreed with him or not, there was no denying that his anchor was firm, and his willingness to stand was clear. “If you believe in something, you need to have the courage to fight for those ideas—not run away from them or try and silence them.” Charlie was created for “such a time as this” Esther 4:14.

As believers, we grieve his sudden loss, but we do not grieve as those without hope. Hebrews 6:19 reminds us, “We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure.” Charlie’s voice has not been silenced here on earth, but his ultimate hope was in Christ, and that hope is eternal.

Charlie knew his calling and was given a platform, and he used it boldly. The challenge now rests on us, to boldly rise up in faith, to speak truth with love, to love others regardless of what they believe and to anchor our souls in the One who gives life beyond the grave.

Like many, I still have questions. Why, Lord? I asked God. And in His gentleness, He reminded me of His sovereignty, that He ordains our days. “All the days ordained for me were written in Your book before one of them came to be” (Psalm 139:16). What shocked and saddened us was no surprise to God. From the day He gave Charlie life, God already knew the day He would call him home.

Even Jesus knew, while He walked this earth, when, where, how, and why He would lay down His life for the sins of the world. My heart aches for Charlie’s wife, children, and family, I can only imagine their grief. And yet we serve a Savior who does understand grief: “a man of sorrows, acquainted with deepest grief.” – Isaiah 53:3.

So I trust God, and yet I still struggle. My prayer for Erika and the entire family is that as they walk through this valley, they will continually seek the presence of God. As Psalm 16:11 promises: “You will show me the way of life, granting me the joy of your presence and the pleasures of living with you forever.”

Charlie’s voice is not gone, in fact, it continues to echo through us, in the lives he touched, the convictions he stirred, and the courage he inspired. For such a time as this, we are called to step boldly, to speak truth with love, to love others as Christ loves us and to anchor our lives in Christ. May we honor his memory not by clinging to sorrow, but by living faithfully, loving deeply, and standing courageously in the moments God has given us.

Though we grieve, we do not grieve without hope, for our ultimate anchor is in Jesus, who gives life that never ends. May His presence bring comfort, guidance, and strength to all who mourn, and may we each rise to live fully, for the days God has entrusted to us.

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National Mental Health Awareness Week

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Recently I have been posting some funny National days in May. This week, I know it’s Friday, but May 10th is National Mental Health Awareness Week according to nationaldays.com.

I want to take the time to acknowledge this who are battling a mental health disorder. Depression and anxiety are very common. 6.8 million adults are affected by GAD – Generalized Anxiety Disorder, less than half are receiving treatment.

You are not alone. There is hope. It’s ok to reach out and ask for help. Click the link for resources https://tinyurl.com/bdd43aza.

Remember there is hope and someone is praying for you.

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Seashells and Snowflakes – Part 3

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If you have been following this series, welcome back and thank you. In this season of grieving I am trying to understand how as a Christian I can be sad and joyful and I have also began to understand that there is purpose in our pain. In the previous two posts (Part 1, Part 2)I shared how I am processing mixed emotions in grief. How can I possible be sad and experience joy. I also shared what I am doing to stay close to God and some creative practices to help process, like writing this blog.

In the last post I left off with Jesus dying on the cross for our sins. He took the weight of the world, the weight of ALL our sins, past present and future. I believe that Jesus felt every kind of physical and emotional pain a human can feel that day. Jesus understands suffering, pain, persecution, temptations, He experienced it all, everything and everything His creation could feel.

This scene in The Chosen Season 3 episode 2, “Two By Two” Little James approaches Jesus and asks why he hasn’t been healed. Please watch this scene. The writers give a plausible explanation for why Jesus didn’t heal Little James and that explanation could be applied to us. It makes sense. Are we willing to still follow Jesus despite our infirmities?

So I thought some more about Jesus crucified on the cross. He could have healed Himself at any time. He could have come down from that cross like nothing happened, completely whole, healed. But He didn’t. His pain on the cross had a purpose. That purpose was to complete the plan of salvation. He had to endure the cross so that He could freely offer us salvation, eternal life. Our pain has purpose. God hears our prayers, He sees our pain but He has a plan and a purpose for us and sometimes that infirmity is part of it. God does heal, He heals everyone, we just may not see it this side of Heaven. We may not know what purpose our pain has here on earth. We certainly have a story to tell and that story could lead someone to Christ or give them Hope.

God loves us and wants nothing but the best for us, His children. He has a plan and a purpose for our lives and sometimes that means pain, physical or emotional. It’s hard to trust when we experience pain but when we do trust the result is beautiful. It helps for me to know that my story can help someone else; maybe that is A purpose.

John 16:33 – “I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”

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Seashells and Snowflakes – Part 2

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Sea Shells on Sandy Snow
by Aluisius Sudiarto

In my last post, I shared shared how I feel mixed emotions when losing a loved one. How can I feel joyful and sad at the same time? How is that possible? In this post, I continue with how I process these emotions.

Routine and normalcy are something that I need to help move on, I think everyone does, but everyone is different. So I try to go back to my regularly scheduled programming. Although I must admit I feel like I am carrying a weight as go back business as usual. So to lessen that weight I find that doing something creative helps with the healing process.

Writing this post helped, a lot. Organizing my thoughts and emotions and getting them out on paper or computer screen was cathartic. Sharing my heart and allowing myself to vulnerable in a way helps. Though I must admit, doing this on social media is a bit scary.

So here’s what helps me and what I do; cleaning. Ok not so much a creative effort but I feel like at least something in my life is in order. Sometimes I get creative when organizing.

Painting, not a room, I like to watercolor and experiment with my art supplies. I like to create and make new things. Sometimes whatever I am going through will inspire a design or thought that I can communicate with an image or with my lettering. There is joy in creating..

Brush lettering, lettering in of itself is calming and relaxing for me, lettering a scripture verse helps keep God’s word in front of me. I can put scripture on just about anything, wallpaper for my phone, if you go back to November 2020 – December 2022, check out Memorize Mondays and you can download some wallpaper for your phone, free. Because how many times do you pick up your phone, right? God’s Word can be right there in your face. James 4:8 – “Draw near to God, and he will draw near to you …” (kind of a little play on words 🙂 ) Put on some worship music or whatever kind of music you enjoy, maybe a podcast or a past message from your pastor and just doodle, draw, paint, knit, sew, bake, cook, take a nature walk and take pictures all you need is the camera on your phone, create something. Being creative is one way that helps me be in close proximity to God. (before you say, “I’m not creative” you are, you just need to uncover it.)

Reach out to others, if just to say “Hi” Sometimes I find when I do that that the person I’m reaching to… I made their day, that blesses me. More often than not the other person is having a bad day and needed some encouragement.

Exercise, it’s kinda cold out, not my favorite weather to go walking, but YouTube has tons of exercise videos and it helps boost the happy hormones. Jessica Valant Pilates has a great 10 minute walking video you can do indoors. Seriously it’s enough on a hard day for whatever reason and it helps motivate me to do more.

This is how I have been processing. It’s always uncomfortable and it hurts. Starting the healing process was hard because I wasn’t sure where to begin but with letting myself feel. The rest kind of fell into place when I sought God. For me that often looked like me sitting staring into space imagining Jesus sitting with me in silence because I had no words, other than recalling scripture or listening to a meditation on the Abide app.

In the last post I mentioned how Jesus may have felt resurrecting Lazarus. He may have felt some mixed emotions having to call Lazarus down from Heaven and having to die again one day. But Jesus was also doing something to for Mary and Martha that would make them happy. Perhaps our Father had some mixed emotions as well. God the Father mourned the day His only Son, died on the cross for our sin. Jesus took it all, He took the sin of the WORLD, past, present, and future of ALL our sin and the Father couldn’t even look at His Son with all our sin placed on Him. He had to look away. BUT, after Jesus was buried , He rose again three days later!!!! All so He could complete the plan of Salvation!! So that we could spend eternity with Him and all we have to do is acknowledge the fact we are sinners and need someone to save us and that someone is Jesus Christ. He is The Plan for our lives – John 14:6!

“Sorrow and the scarlet leaf, sad thoughts and sunny weather…” Thomas W. Parsons

Please stay tuned. After I thought about it some more I began to wonder why we have to experience pain, why in some case Jesus doesn’t heal and why He does in others. I may not have the definitive answer but perhaps it may explain some things.

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Seashells and Snowflakes – Part 1

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Grieving is hard, uncomfortable even more so when you’re not sure how to process. Any loss is a reason to grieve, a job, relocation, a home, a loved one, a break up can cause us to grieve. And many times we can experience mixed emotions. As one grieves the loss of a job one can also experience the anticipation and excitement of starting something new. Moving to a new home, we can grieve losing the one place we have, the only place know, but then there’s the excitement of a new beginning and new surroundings, meeting new people and making new friends. Loss is hard and losing someone you love is harder than anything.

My mom recently passed away. But this isn’t the first time I have experienced the vast array of mixed emotions, almost to the point I have felt psychotic. My dad passed away about 20 years ago (just a side note, I’m still trying to wrap my head around the fact my dad isn’t here) and I experienced the same mixed emotions and at that time, it was all new to me. I experienced the five stages of grieving, however, it was the sadness and the joy of knowing he was in Heaven that had me stumped. How can I possibly feel both? Like I said, this isn’t the first time I have experienced these mixed emotions, I am sure I had them, this was just the first time I identified them . It’s just that when losing someone, for me, these mixed emotions seem to be ever present and very clear and here I am again experiencing the same emotions trying to remember how I got through.

These emotions I found to be most in conflict when it came to socializing or doing something I enjoyed doing. I felt guilty for feeling like I could enjoy myself. How could I? I couldn’t share life or the fun I was having with my dad. I was getting stuck and it was hard to move forward. I came across part of poem in a journal I had and it summed up what I was feeling and I realized that I wasn’t the first to feel this way and it’s ok.

Two days after my sister called me to tell me that the doctor said she needed to go to the hospital, the sooner the better, I booked a flight home. By the time I got to mom, mom was kinda out of it. But her eyes did open wide when my sister told her I was there, and we got to be by her side for a few more days.
One morning getting ready to go somewhere, I don’t remember where, I dumped out a small bag of jewelry that I brought with me. My small gold scalloped seashells and silver snowflakes tumbled out and right there was a perfect image of what I was feeling; seashells and snowflakes were about as opposite of the sadness and joy I was feeling. Two very different seasons rolled into one. It is a very uncomfortable place to be. It hurts. At times I feel a little crazy and not sure what to feel or how to feel it, or process it. Come to find out, it’s ok. As uncomfortable as it is, it’s ok.

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 says “… to everything there is A season…” I was experiencing two at once. Those mixed emotions are exhausting to me. The whole grieving process of raw emotion is exhausting. But this is how I cope and manage so that I can go on.

I feel the all the feels. Sad, happy, anger, and all the shades of emotions in between, I let myself feel. Cry if I have to, reach out if I have to, pray, sing, rejoice, reminisce, read scripture.

I thank God for giving me my mom and dad, the life they provided for me and my sister. I thank God for my mom leading us to Jesus, His plan of salvation and the promise of Heaven, because if it wasn’t for my mom, my family, I don’t know where I’d be today.

I think about the good times we all had together at holidays, my sister our aunts and uncles close friends, and all our cousins by the dozens.

I know that my mom and dad would want me, want us, to keep going. It’s ok that I take my time to mourn and grieve but I need to move on and live life again, it’s just going to be a little different, take some time and that’s ok too.

I recall the outpouring of love and sympathy from friends and family, their support and prayers. My husband has been a huge support to me and my sister. I don’t think he knows how much just being there helps. We have several church families that have supported us through an outpouring of prayer, texts, emails, flowers and cards. Those have been such and encouragement.

I imagine how Jesus must have felt resurrecting Lazarus. Jesus wept, John 11:35. Though the Bible doesn’t say specifically why He wept, Jesus performed a miracle for Larzarus’ sisters, by resurrecting him from the grave. Jesus may have been happy for Mary and Martha and for all three of them to be with each other again but sad that Lazarus would not just leave Heaven but die again. I don’t know. And I have more to share about how God felt when He sacrificed His only Son.

Please stay tuned, I will share more as I process. This is a lot and I hope my story can be someone’s hope.

If you have any questions or comments please comment below.

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Letting God’s Love Shine Though Our Brokenness

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God can use your brokenness to heal others. Your story can become the hope for others. God can use anything for His glory, even our pain and suffering. God does and will heal us. Sometimes we have the scars to remind us of what we have been through, be it physical or emotional, we all have scars. And that’s ok. Jesus understands scars. He has a few. And it’s by His stripes we are healed Isaiah 53:5. NLT says, “But he was pierced for our rebellion, crushed for our sins. He was beaten so we could be whole. He was whipped so we could be healed.” He was whipped. Through those wounds He poured out His blood to save us from hell so that we could spend eternity with Him in heaven. Jesus is our Hope, His wounds heal.

What does letting God’s love shine through our brokenness look like? What does that look like for us? Is it like getting a cut and letting the blood cleanse the wound? What are we doing when we let God’s love shine through our wounds, our scars?

Is it sharing our story, our hurts or our current pain? Does it mean sometimes we have to open a wound to and start that healing process over again? Being brave and courageous enough to share our story can be hard, scary. We are afraid of judgement, rejection, or perhaps someone unfriending us. It’s a risk yes. And even though we may have to reopen that wound again to share our story, we can know we are still healed from it when we respond with love, grace, mercy and forgiveness to reopening that wound. When we no longer feel the resentment and hatred from it but feel God’s love we know we have been healed. It is possible and healing for everyone is different.

When we share our story we are bleeding hope into someone’s life. Jesus offers healing through that, there is healing in His wounds and in His wings.