No eye has seen, no mind has known
The wonder of this great gift;
Yet still we look to see the babe
With joy our hearts to lift.
Hush now child upon the hay
Angels watch ’til dawn,
Glistening radiance sent to say
Christ the Lord is born.
~ Anna Lin
There was once a man who didn’t believe in God, and he didn’t hesitate to let others know how he felt about religious holidays like Christmas. His wife however, did believe, and she raised their children to also have faith in God and, His Son, Jesus, The Christ, despite his disparaging comments…
One snowy Christmas Eve, his wife was taking their children to a Christmas Eve service in the farm community in which they lived. She asked him to come, but he refused. “That story is nonsense!” he said. “Why would God lower Himself to come to Earth as a man? That’s ridiculous!” So she and the children left, and he stayed home.
A while later, the winds grew stronger and the snow turned into a blizzard. As the man looked out the window, all he saw was a blinding snowstorm. He sat down to relax before the fire for the evening. Then he heard a loud thump. Something had hit the window. Then another thump. He looked out, but couldn’t see more than a few feet. When the snow let up a little, he ventured outside to see what could have been beating on his window. In the field near his house he saw a flock of wild geese. Continue reading
It was on this night 48 years ago that we lit the candle.
I walked down the aisle to meet my Beloved, and in front of family and friends gathered there, we said: “I do.”
We said: I do take you ~ to love and to cherish ~ above all others ~
I choose you to share my life ~ for better or worse ~ richer or poorer ~ in sickness and in health until death us do part.
We knelt together, blessed by the pastor, with a song of prayer sung over us ~ ~ then we lit the candle.
We took our own individual flames and joined them together as One in Christ.
We lit the candle to say:
Now our two lives are lived with the guidance of a Higher Power ~ a Sacred Presence ~ always with us no matter what we face. Continue reading
The joy of remembering:
By the light of a candle, sit in the quiet and think back over times you have heard the Christmas story.
Remember those people with whom you have shared this story in seasons past.
Give thanks for all of those memories.
May your memories always burn with the bright glow of a candle light.
Now is the time
to free the heart,
Let all intentions and worries stop,
Free the joy inside the self,
Awaken to the wonder
of your life.
Open your eyes and see the friends
Whose hearts recognize your face as kin,
Those whose kindness watchful and near,
Encourage you to live everything here.
See the gifts the years have given,
Things your effort could never earn,
The health to enjoy who you want to be
And the mind to mirror mystery.
~ John O’Donahue
This moment — to do no – thing
pattering of the rain
moment to be.
Listening within for the soothing melody of my soul.
This is to know God.
Teach me God to wonder . . .
the star light
the moon light
the rain falling on window panes
kitty near by
solace of grace for today.
~ Anna Lin
I was very angry at our neighbors. Their choice to burn slash piles had significantly damaged my health. I was angry that my health had relapsed once again and I could no longer leave our property.
Someone reminded me I needed to do something to get rid of my anger, or it would bring more harm to my health. So one day I set out walking towards the boundary of our properties. As I walked the winding prayer path, I fantasized how I would shout my anger towards their land and throw sticks with a vengeance.
Then suddenly I became aware of a pink ribbon in my pocket on which our granddaughter had written the word JOY. There was also a metal piece with a dove shape cut through the middle and the inscription: Where there is hatred let me sow love.
By the time I got to the boundary of our land, I could shout no anger after all. God had removed it from my heart. I could only thread the pink ribbon through the dove and place it at the point where our properties meet.
O Lord, give us the strength to withstand injustice, and the courage to choose not to send more hatred into the world. Instead, make us channels of your peace.