Tidings of Joy

Tidings of Joy

I’ve always wondered what it might have been like to be alive that night in Bethlehem. I’ve wondered what it would have been like to be one of those shepherds on the hills… to have seen it. To have heard it. To have been there to welcomed Him. I read the words and imagine myself…

Welcome, Advent
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Welcome, Advent

As I snuggle under a fleecy snowflake blanket in my cozy chair, devotionals in my lap and a cup of tea in my hand, I watch the single candle flickering in the darkness. Three more will join it as the weeks go by.

It is the beginning of Advent.

I’m Tired, Lord

Once upon a time, I greeted every new morning with a bright rendition of a song I learned way back when I was tiny: “Good morning, good morning, good morning, it’s time to rise and shine!”

Not only was it time to rise and shine, but I was ready to rise and shine. Not now. Now my first words are usually, “Oh … I’m sorry, but I’m tired, Lord.”

The End.

The End.