December 17, 2018
Add a tiny tree to a corner of our kitchen, and I see a little better the nested nature of Creation.
Pair Lady Wisdom with my mother of blessed memory, and I see a little better how love flows.
Catch a fake tree in the sunshine, and I myself am caught by a quiet leap of joy. L’chaim!
Bring my homemade manger scene to church to decorate a fellowship supper, and a friend notes that one of the camels is clearly a girl camel, because she has pearl earrings. I created these camels twenty-plus years ago and never realized I made them male and female. Now I see, and behold, it is good!
A Thanksgiving picture finally catches up with me and I see what I’ve been suspecting: My granddaughter is lit up with life, and wants very much to speak, and is determined to find out how mouths make words!