I like the years when Christmas comes later in the week. I like the chance to enjoy the 4th candle on the Advent wreath a bit longer.
We did the non-traditional signing of the card to go with the peace lily.
On Christmas Day, we will take them to our neighboring Muslim mosque that's in a storefront down the street.
In this unseasonably warm Advent, our poinsettia plant from 2 years ago has yet to realize that it's time to turn red.
And yet the signs are there--the Advent decorations being packed away,
the chancel getting readied for Christmas.
And in the far-off distance, wise people stay alert for signs from the stars.
We know the promise:
We have passed the darkest time of the year.
feeling the feelings…
2 months ago