A Little Something for the New Year

Looking Back

Looking back
How swiftly flow days, weeks, months
Seems like yesterday

Looking Ahead

Days floating among,
Tomorrow’s murky mystery 
Lived one by one

Benediction

Await diamond days
Being blessed, blessing others
True benediction


“The LORD bless you and keep you; 
the LORD make his face shine on you and be gracious to you; 
the LORD turn his face toward you and give you peace.” Numbers 6:24-26

Today’s gift

“The Rock of Agnes”


This story has been given its own page in the blog. Follow the link to read the whole thing.

This story is part of a collection I put together called “My Best Christmas and Other Stories of the Season.” It can be purchased at Amazon.com


Truth be told, Harold De Wit, teacher at Hartsville Christian School and elder in his church, would rather be teaching his fifth graders the nuances of equivalent fractions than the assignment set before him at last night’s elders meeting.  Between home and school he had a dozen loose ends to finish up before Christmas.

“…and now this!” he complained to his wife when she came home from work the following afternoon.

Maggie kicked the snow off her shoes and hung her coat on the hook in the entry way.  “It’s cold out there!”  Harold had hot tea ready on the table.

“One week before Christmas… and they expect me to bring the ‘word of the elders’ to her…  and… what will I look like… the Grinch of the Hartsville Church!?.”  Harold slid Maggie’s tea across the table, still moaning about tomorrow’s meeting with Betty the bulletin secretary.

Maggie handed Harold a ‘Celebrate the Joy of Christmas’ napkin.  “What do you want for Christmas?”  She tried to change the subject, since she had already heard more than enough of Harold’s complaints the night before.

Dark October Days

Fall days...
Gray
Dark, dreary
Damp, murky

Pervasive gloom
Yet…
In the midst of lurking gray,
dark, dreary, damp,
murky and pervasive gloom
There is still
Penetrating Light
Subtle splashes of color
Magical displays of wonder
Nudging us to remember
That delight and hope and love remain
Amid Autumn Days

How Does God Do This?

On our way for donuts 
Out of the blue
Ben
He wonders “How does God do this?”
Butterflies, hummingbirds, flowers, rain…
They float, they hover, they bloom, it waters…
They delight, they amaze, they beautify, it sustains…
He wonders “How does God do this?
Ben
Out of the blue… 
Forgets about donuts …
And in his wondering …
Praises the One who made them.

Today’s gift.