The days are slipping by so quickly, and I long to slow them down – to savor this time. I love soaking in all the beautifully written things about the true meaning of Christmas, listening to the familiar carols and looking with wonder at the miracle of the Gift. I…
Read moreMary waited, carrying the promise in her heart. She walked through her days carefully, feeling the weight of the child growing within her. Ordinary days filled with ordinary tasks, living and walking among the people she had known all her life. Some looked at her with eyes filled with pity,…
Read moreMy mother sat sorting through the antique chest that holds much of her handwork and discovered several skeins of wool. She said she couldn’t even remember why she bought them but wondered if I could knit her a sweater. Of course I could. She has filled my home and heart…
Read moreWe have come to rely on the predictability of time. Hours become days and multiplied days swiftly turn into weeks. We count on the changing of seasons – each one flowing into another as we tick off another year. We find a measure of comfort in knowing what comes next…
Read moreImagine with me, if you will, a little village nestled beneath the protecting shelter of a magnificent mountain. Not many strangers found their way to this secluded spot, but once, many years ago, a Wise Person appeared seemingly out of nowhere to live, for a brief time, among the village…
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