Faith

It was New Year's Day, and I got up before The Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage. I poured my coffee and then sat in my easy chair to reflect on the day.

Our Father is the source of all creation. People who believed in Him, or believe in Him, or will in the future, are One Family.

The New Year has begun. It is quiet at my house.

I was puttering around in the kitchen. Thinking about all that needs to be done. Now that the holidays are past; things need to be changed or packed away. The uneaten food must be frozen or other wise taken care of. The Christmas linens must be washed and replaced with the regular ones. And so on.

Here we are. Contemporaries share a timeline.

I cannot imagine what it must have been like when Mary and Joseph were engaged to be married. They were chosen by God to be the parents of Jesus. Would they have been able to imagine the impact He would make in this world?

My favorite recliner gave up the ghost! It just died on me. First, it wouldn’t raise me up, from a reclining position. So, I gave it a nudge, with my feet. That worked a few times. Then, it just stopped doing that. My granddaughter got it to fold up, like it used to, once.

If I have counted correctly, this is my 74th Christmas. Believe me, I do not remember all of them.

This time of year, we all start pulling out the Christmas decorations. Mine are stored in my utility room closet. (I am blessed to have a walk in.) Soon my utility room was running over, with boxes. I did leave a path, though. From the back door, to the kitchen, there was an open place, to walk.

Throughout my life, I have dealt with many 'pesky' things that provoke the dickens out of me. I sure do miss those 'dickens.” When I think I've got one pesky thing under control, another comes along.