Emmeline spent most of the Christmas season at the foot of the lighted Christmas tree. She loved the lights and shinning ornaments. I wish I could have laid right down there with her....seriously, there are few things as peaceful as a lighted Christmas tree.
In the darkness of
Baby. The hands that made the world and hung the stars in the sky were now
just large enough to grasp a mother's finger.....
In the vision of a King born in a stable, attend by the animals and visited
by the shepherds, I am led to the ever startling paradoxes that are the
essence of the gospel: out of weakness comes strength; out of simplicity,
profundity; out of humility, dignity; out of humanity, divinity. I am freed
from the judgments and vanities of the world. I see the wisdom of its wise
men perish before a deeper truth as three gifts are laid and human wisdom
kneels before a little Child.
When my mom brought me home from the hospital, she asked my three-year old brother what he wanted to do with me. He replied, in his little Boston accent, "Throw her in the gahbage!"
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That Hazel! She's a pretty smart cookie with a wonderful creative imagination! I need her to help me figure out what to do with all this left-over Christmas "sutff"!
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