by Kristin Nador/@KristinNador
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The holidays are upon us, and I wanted to take the time to tell each and every one of you how much I appreciate you, my readers and my friends. I hope the best for each one of you, and since I’m a writer, I wrote a little something that tries to convey that. Have the Merriest Christmas and the Happiest New Year!
Christmas Gifts I Wish For You:
Peace in your heart of hearts
Refuge from the storms of life
The bliss of warm socks and a full belly
The joy of loving and being loved
The camaraderie of laughter
A cloak of thankful praise to stop any gusts of loneliness and depression
Reconciliation with dear ones who are far away in body or spirit
Anticipation of reward for the hard work ahead
Expectation of better circumstances shifting in your direction
Awe in the wonder of the heavens, the earth, and all of creation
Divine guidance for your destiny’s next steps
Moments of solitude to consider the mysteries of spirit, soul, and butterfly wings
Courage to walk out the path before you
Health of body and mind to realize your best potential
Tenacity to keep you going during the heat of the day and the long midnight silence
Faith to believe when doubt creates mirages
Truth for combat when fear attempts a counterinsurgency in your life
Wisdom to understand the wealth of time and spend it wisely
Each holiday season seems to get busier. We add more tasks to our already bulging schedules and more purchases to our shrinking budgets. Tempers flare and shopping lines get longer. It’s also the season we reconnect with our loved ones and focus on giving. This week’s writing venue brought a time of reflection and meditation.
I visited the grounds of Our Lady of Sorrows convent. It was built in the 1960’s and closed its doors about three years ago but still retains its peaceful beauty. A marble bench invited me to sit, write and meditate. No phone, no email, no constant media stream to distract, only the trees and grasses whispering in the cold wind.
I looked in a window to see the small chapel, its wooden pews now silent and empty. It made me think about the women who sat in those pews, giving their entire lives in service to their faith. Admirable. And isn’t that what this season is all about – giving.
This place helped me think about the things that are important to me that sometimes get pushed to the back burner in the hurry of life: faith, worship, prayer, service.
And here’s a little Christmas cheer I give to you from my friend Flea. Please enjoy her reading of ‘A Cajun Night Before Christmas’:
I pray for you all joy, peace and love this Christmas.