I smell a yellow rose,
drink coffee from a smiley cup,
and watch PB read the paper across the table.
No deep thoughts,
no pressing demands,
no duties to perform.
I am taking a vacation
“Come away with me to a quiet place and get some rest.” Mark 6:31
I’ve been taking a holiday.
December is a good month to sit quietly, sip something warm, and reflect.
I like to look back at the lessons and gifts of the passing year.
I like to think about what to pray and hope for in the coming year.
But mostly I like to listen.
To the quiet.
This Advent season, I feel a holy shushing.
So I’m taking a happy holiday from my words to hear the Word.
There has been the voice of one crying out in the wilderness.
Will I be prepared?
There will soon be the voice of one crying out in the manger.
Will I hear it?