IT'S' MONDAY MORNING... the skies are bright with sunshine.... all is calm, all is still.... (well, all is still except for the Baroque Christmas CD playing in the other room).
Smells of homemade chicken-vegetable soup simmering in the kitchen now wafts past my nose as I sit here, while a vision of
Wee lists for the week are also swirling around in my mind as I get into my day. Notice I said 'wee' lists? Like so many who have indicated in their own blogs, this Miss too is taking joy in slowing the pace and making things simpler and less frantic as we prepare for this most special of seasons.
Yes, we're baking, but only small batches of a few family favourites. Yes, we're shopping, but we're reminded of the Divine feather-thought that floated through my mind a few weeks ago which promised He would make it a toil-less, joyful experience for me because He would take it on Himself to direct my steps so that the right gifts would present themselves when I least expected it. (And it has been so.)
Earlier as I was sipping my morning cup of coffee, I finished the final pages of Shepherds Abiding (Jan Karon), favourite I love to read each year. So much of it makes me remember my own childhood memories of Christmas, so much of it makes me start to feel the awe and wonder all over again of this celebration of the birth of the One who is called Jesus, Emmanuel, God with us.
Here are a few of my favourite bits from the book:
"He felt a happy contentment flowing up in him as a spring from a hidden source." (That's exactly what happened to me as described in my previous post when I came home late one evening last week.)
(An excerpt of a song Christmas carollers in the book were singing): "Life up your heads, ye mighty gates; Behold, the King of glory waits: The King of kings is drawing near: The Savior of the world is here!....Fling wide the portals of your heart; Make it a temple, set apart...""When someone loves you, the way they say our name is different. You know that your name is safe in their mouth..... PS. He calls His sheep by name, and our names are safe in His mouth." (Isn't that precious.. for us personally and for those we call by their names?)"Indeed, it seemed to be the wont of most people in a distracted and frantic world to blast through an experience without savoring it or, later, reflecting upon it."
As for me, I'm with Father Tim on that last quote, when he made the decision that he would not 'blast through' the experience as he worked away at the seeming impossible project of bringing new life to a 'derelick nativity scene' for Cynthia. Time for savoring and reflection.
On that note... I'm off. Wishing you gifts of the heart that bring true Joy today!