December 21, 2010
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Pictures and a Poem
Today, I’m posting a poem and pictures from the happenings around our house this past week, or so.
Slowly, the “wrapped” is overtaking the “unwrapped”Christmas smells like
bayberry candles, pine trees,
logs burning in the fireplace ~
liked popped corn, and plum pudding
with flaming sauce,
like turkey and cranberries.
Christmas feels like
holly wreaths pricking your fingers,
fragile egg-like tree ornaments
and silky, spun glass angel hair,
like sticky seals and smooth silk ribbon.
My baking stations have been converted into a gift wrapping, “Holiday Village” center!
The closet The kitchen barChristmas sounds like
church bells chiming, children laughing,
voices singing “Silent Night” ~
like hustling feet and small bells tinkling,
like snow crunching underfoot.
Christmas tastes like
crisp apples and sweet tangerines,
pumpkin pie and fruit cake,
eggnog and cracked nuts,
like date cookies and hot chocolate.
Christmas looks like
glistening ribbon candy, holly stretched
across the streets,
colored tree lights blinking,
like mistletoe in the doorways
and bright packages on the floor,
Like star and creche and animals in
humbled awe by their manger,
wherein lies a different, smaller Being.
Christmas is
the knowledge of God in our hearts . . .
that through the Word made Flesh
in the manger of Bethlehem we know we
belong to God and cannot perish;
that we have a perfect, permanent refuge
and home.
Because we know this . . .
Christmas smells, feels, sounds, tastes
and looks
ever so wonderful . . .
year after year after year.
(Diana Smith Watts)
I hope all that you are trying to accomplish, this week, falls into place and that everyone takes a moment to “breathe.”
When you take that long slow breath, look for a still, small place in the hustle and bustle. It’s where serenity and peace of mind exist – it’s found in, and through, our Lord and Savior.
The star that shined high in the sky marked the birth of the most incredible human being to ever be born. Such a bright star, it caused fear in King Herod and brought joy to those who “knew” the specialness of the long awaited birth of a little boy.
Be Blessed ~
Comments (3)
Peace, joy, and love. I liked the pictures with the poem!
Thanks for sharing the pictures and the poem. Thanks especially for the reminder to look for the still small place where serenity and peace of mind exist; found in and through our Lord and savior. I think that sometimes we get so busy with all the hustle and bustle that we fail to look and listen for the meaning of Christmas. Blessings, my friend.
I totally LOVE the white table decoration with the ornaments and such. . . BEAUTIFUL!
Also had to smile at the photo showing the Yankee Candle. We stopped at a store on the way home from OK and they had the small Yankee Christmas candles on sale for 99 cents (clearance). I picked up 4 to use and actually thought about you when I purchased them.