In many countries, this is Boxing Day. This special day after Christmas is a tradition started by elite Britishers of giving gifts to those who serve them throughout the year. The gifts are boxed and I suppose that’s where the name comes from. This is also St. Stephen’s Day, in honor of the first […]
Dec 18, 2019
A Warm Circle of Friends
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Jane’s Christmas party yesterday brightened and warmed a cold December day. Jane’s house is always welcoming and yesterday, it was doubly so. Decorated trees filled every room, a fire blazed in the fireplace and atop the mantel, ornaments and ribbons. An aroma of food drifted in from the kitchen, but you know what was best […]
Dec 15, 2019
Christmas Lights and Quiet Thoughts
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Our family has the tradition of lighting Advent candles on the Sundays before Christmas, then reading Scripture. The soft glow of the candle is peaceful and silent but it reflects a powerful message of hope and love. I wish that our world would stop for a moment and absorb this quietness and peace. Doesn’t Scripture […]
Dec 14, 2019
The Comfort of a Dear Friend
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Comfort–it’s that feeling that all is right with my world–a friendly arm around my shoulders, a snug blanket on a chilly night. I’ve always found a great deal of comfort in the familiar, predictable things–places I’ve been, people I know and love, and books that bring up happy memories. I’ve finished reading some good, exciting […]
Dec 13, 2019
Mother and Daughter Detectives
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I’ve heard women say, “I don’t want to become my mother as I grow older.” What? How sad. If someone tells me I’m like my mom, I consider it a huge compliment. My mother and I were best friends. I think you’d have liked her. If you never had that privilege, you can get just […]
Dec 12, 2019
One Woman’s Junk
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Yesterday, I dusted my furniture. The wood of piano, tables, bureau, all looks bright and shiny. Why do I put off this chore, since I enjoy the dust-free furniture so much? I’ll tell you–it’s moving the stuff I have sitting on top. Many people would look at all the small objects and wonder why I […]
