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

from myself.

 “Come away with me to a quiet place and get some rest.”  Mark 6:31

Happy Holiday

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?