December 13, 2010
Monday
+Lucy+, martyr, died 304
http://www.sweden.se/eng/Home/Lifestyle/Traditions/Celebrating-the-Swedish-way/Lucia/
Peter sings,
“Ribbons and strings, cold frozen streams
Forgotten dreams running wild
When every Mother and Father is a child
The song of an angel, good cheer to a stranger
The ones you’ve known all the way
Coming back to the heart of the matter to scatter the whistles and
bells
You’re telling the story of Christmas”
On Sunday the children at our church presented their Christmas program. As the children were the teachers the parents and grandparents were the students/learners.
It is as Peter sings,
“When every Mother and Father is a child.”
There is something remarkable about this time of year when adults time travel back into their childhood. Some of those memories are really grand and I’m sure some of them stir up pain, sadness and unresolved feelings. If you happen to have some of that sad stuff going on in your life it is my hope and prayer that light will come into the darkness. If you have some glad stuff going on in your life it is my hope and prayer that you will let your light shine.
There is lots of snow in parts of the country. I’m thinking the “song of an angel” is calling those of you who have snow to let your inner angel out and make a snow angel
Joyfully,
rtg
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