On the 2nd Day of Christmas, it is good to be able just to sit, and sip in precious moments of stillness, the Partridge in a a Pear Tree didn’t arrive yesterday, many other things did…
Two Turtle Doves didn’t arrive this morning but out in the garden other little birds are busy about their lawful occupations and all is well, and all manner of things are well with my world.
I really, just want to say thank you to all the visitors to my little blog this year, for the kindness of your comments and your gentle encouragement. Out of all the many comings and goings at a little parish church over the last few days, one will stay with me.
Like most church’s, I guess Christmas morning services are not so well attended, (although crowds to the Crib Service on Christmas Eve afternoon, and Midnight Communions often mean there are not enough Carol Sheets and Hymn Books to go around’) yesterday morning a little family visiting us for the first time were able to creep up to the stable/altar and take a peek undisturbed. Watching, unobserved, I saw the three little girls kneel down carefully, for just a little while it was obvious that they were some place else, perhaps, in Bethlehem long ago. Three pairs of hands were clasped together and although I did not hear, but know that God did, three tiny mouths spoke their little prayers.
At the door, handing me their hymn books, I was asked, “will you be here after Christmas?”
On hearing my, “oh yes.”
Three little girls with innocent, shining faces, chorused,
” So will we, every Sunday now.”
I was hugged, thanked and hugged, but, can’t help wondering if they meant in church or in that other place they seemed to have glimpsed through an open stable door!
My love and blessings to all, with a wish that you too get a peek through the great doorway of Christmas into another, very special place.