I sit in the comfy confines of my chair
Gazing out the window where creation has transformed into a proverbial winter wonderland
As if the Creator himself is shaking a huge water globe
And the flakes are loftily falling
Being caught by the wind in a dance of the snowflakes
I breath in the beauty
As I drink my tea, Earl grey with Cream and a little too much sugar (probably) but no one else will know because I’m not sharing
The afternoon is a lazy one
With the making of lunch past and supper future, being the only 2 things on my agenda
I love these snow days
Where I can stay in and listen to the wind chimes expressing their music in a symphony of praise
The daylight is slowly turning towards night
And knows we are one night closer to the longest night
Where darkness falls sooner and lasts longer
Making room in the day for more stillness
And a chance to experience darkness as a friend
The words of the ballad “Sounds of Silence” play in my thought
“Hello Darkness my old friend”
Who would think there could be gifts in darkness
I’ve known darkness that brought me to my knees
With the cries of my heart mingled with tears
But the darkness of this night coming is different
December 21st
Midwinter has come.
The winter solstice
Wildlife will hunker down early
Streetlights will come on early and stay on longer in the morning
The darkest night, a time to sit with the radiance of a candle
Light shining into the darkness
For me, representing the Light of Christ into this world.
The gift of stillness ~ In a season of over-fullness
And a chance to breathe in and out
And to receive the gifts that this silence, this stillness, this longest night has to offer
The gift of darkness ~ a time of quiet reflection as we go in to ourselves and search out what it is we are feeling, knowing, seeing in this dark
The gift of darkness ~ a stillness
Time to sit with the LORD whom I now refer to as LOVE
A gift of rest ~ to celebrate this time where creation is still, stars shine
Creation and the Created we all recognize this give of the longest night
And celebrate this time to breathe and receive.
“Darkness is not the absence of light;
it is the womb that births the sun.”
- John O’Donahue

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