The Season

The light of the Season seems to be dimming as all of the hustle and bustle of getting Christmas-ready ends. The gifts we searched for so diligently have been handed out to their recipients, the last cup of Christmas eggnog has been drunk, and the Christmas songs are waning. Yet. There is still some seasonal light left, and I plan on embracing it, stretching it out for as long as I can. That's what makes it so special, that it only comes around once a year. The Season is a gift of memories and feelings that are magnified to over brimming. It truly is the "most wonderful time." I hope you can still feel it's embers as Christmas fades out to the new year.

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This Christmas Eve

It rained this Christmas Eve,
You know, 
There wasn't one stray flake of snow,
Falling ever softly down, 
On the cold pale winter ground,
But still, it is the very same,
There's just One Babe,
With Jesus' name,
And I'll remember all my days,
That Christmas Eve has paved the way,
For all mankind to truly know,
Their Savior, Lord, this day born. 

 

Moonwatching

I told the moon watcher, ...your moon is coming,
Heads up to see it rise through the clouds.
A moment later, I realized I was too late,
For it was already illuminating the dark sky,
...But the moon watcher was already watching.

That Time of Day

There's that time of day when it's not daytime or evening, just right on the edge of both. Some call it twilight. In the winter solstice season, (any season, really), that is a magical time of day. There is something about the light and warmth of it, that seems hopeful, calming, and familiar. I kind of like it. Hopefully, I can catch a few more of these magic minutes as winter carries on her way. In those moments, it's like time is standing still, and I like it.

My Little Prayer

Merry Little Christmas ~