Monday, December 24, 2018
A haiku
Last Friday, Anonymous gave us this:
I like it. There is something wonderful about a gift, no matter how small, that fits the person just right.
And now it is Christmas Eve. For some of us, there will be candlelight in church, a moment that always takes me back to childhood, looking over the top of the pew and wondering at it all. Tonight I will be in that same little church, the one I knew well as a child, and will feel that same wonder. Life is good. We--we all-- are blessed, even amid tumult.
I like it. There is something wonderful about a gift, no matter how small, that fits the person just right.
And now it is Christmas Eve. For some of us, there will be candlelight in church, a moment that always takes me back to childhood, looking over the top of the pew and wondering at it all. Tonight I will be in that same little church, the one I knew well as a child, and will feel that same wonder. Life is good. We--we all-- are blessed, even amid tumult.
