After almost five weeks in California, I returned to Christmas at my condo, which I kinda liked. Held mail included cards and a few packages to open. Enjoyed doing both beside a tree with Christmas music playing in the background. I’m still opening and unwrapping. Good to go slow and savor personal notes and reminders of family and friends in faraway places.
Chad came today to take down the tree and haul it to the basement where it will rest until a few days after Thanksgiving. Is everything speeding up but me? Already February’s nipping at my heels. Bills just paid sit due already.
A jumble of emotions and jet lag have left me feeling overwhelmed by all that needs tending.
Fun putting Christmas up, not so much taking it down.
January’s almost gone and I’m still looking at a batch of leftover lists and I’m not talking just 2019. Some lists and I go way back.
Late today, while sorting and mumbling, I put on a different CD(my grandkids no longer know what they are), Not sure what songs came first but at some point I heard an angelic sounding choir singing, “Be Still My Soul.” It felt like Jesus nudged me to stop and take a seat, so I sat, put my head back and listened.
“Be still MY soul.”
“The Lord is on thy side.”
“Leave to Thy God to order and provide
In every change He faithful will remain.”
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