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The Christmas Afterglow

Christmas feels like that time of year when so much of my work blooms. Even though the leaves on our Boston Ivy are falling and the Avocado is very confused about what season we're in, the children are stretching their minds and using their little voices in new ways. They fill my hands with colorful leaves on our walk and say, "Here Mommy-Bird, some pretty leaves to decorate." They squeal with excitement about the chance to stomp in the fuzzy-looking winter rye or the ankle-deep clover, and they race up and down the slopes of our neighbors' front yard. 

Everything is a treasure to them: the limes that fell off a neighbors' tree, the junk-mail in the mailbox, a handful of change in their stockings. I was inspired by Laura Ingles Wilder's Little House on the Prairie.

"And in the very toe of each stocking was a shining bright, new penny! They had never even thought of such a thing as having a penny. Think of having a whole penny for your very own. Think of ha…

Sermon on the Mount

Jesus has just called some of his disciples to follow him. So they did and he says to them, “How blessed are those who are here in this kingdom. They are different than the world. They are like light in a dark place. They not only do what is right, they feel what is right too. They do the right things for the right reasons. They aren’t afraid. They don't try to play at being God, and they are always asking God for wisdom. They are perfect.”
Well at that moment, I’m sure the disciples looked at one another and wondered, “Who’s perfect? I’m not perfect. Neither are you. Maybe we’re in the wrong place.” Or maybe some of them started to think, “Gosh, I’m pretty far away from that perfection. I better start getting my act together so I’m good enough to stay here.” Still others might’ve said, “That’s impossible! No one can live like that. We’re human after all. Not only do we do wrong things, we have wrong thoughts and motives.” And I think that Jesus could’ve taken any of these wonderin…

The Days of Christmas: Day 12

On the twelfth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Twelve spinners spinning,
Eleven fighters fighting, Ten fingers opening, Nine spherules dangling, Eight panes a glowing, Seven persons wondering Six bells a ringing, Five pink rose buds, Four boxy flakes, Three hidden cones, Two bobbing heads, And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 11

On the eleventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eleven fighters fighting, Ten fingers opening, Nine spherules dangling, Eight panes a glowing, Seven persons wondering Six bells a ringing, Five pink rose buds, Four boxy flakes, Three hidden cones, Two bobbing heads, And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 10

On the tenth day of Christmas my true love gave to me Ten fingers opening, Nine spherules dangling, Eight panes a glowing, Seven persons wondering Six bells a ringing, Five pink rose buds, Four boxy flakes, Three hidden cones, Two bobbing heads, And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 9

On the ninth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Nine spherules dangling
Eight panes a glowing
Seven persons wondering,
Six bells a ringing,
Five pink rose buds,
Four boxy flakes,
Three hidden cones.
Two bobbing heads,
And marmalade boiling down for thee.



The Days of Christmas: Day 8

On the eighth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Eight panes a glowing
Seven persons wondering
Six bells a ringing
Five pink rose buds,
Four boxy flakes,
Three hidden cones
Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.



The Days of Christmas: Day 7

On the seventh day of Christmas my true love gave to me, Seven persons wondering, Six bells a ringing, Five pink rose buds, Four boxy flakes, Three hidden cones, Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.



The Days of Christmas: Day 6

On the sixth day of Christmas my true love gave to me Six bells a ringing, Five pink rose buds, Four boxy flakes, Three hidden cones, Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 5

On the fifth day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Five pink rose buds,
Four boxy flakes,
Three hidden cones,
Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.


The Days of Christmas: Day 4

On the fourth day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
Four boxy flakes,
Three hidden cones,
Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 3

On the third day of Christmas my true love gave to me
Three hidden cones,
Two bobbing heads,
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.







The Days of Christmas: Day 2

On the second day of Christmas my true love gave to me,
Two bobbing heads 
And the marmalade boiling down for thee.

The Days of Christmas: Day 1

On the first day of Christmas my true love gave to me, The marmalade boiling down for thee.