It is pouring rain and has been since yesterday. It is Dec.19th and for some of us in the Maritimes (most of us CFAs -come from awayers) the prayer is for snow. As a family that shares a car, it was hubbies day to take the car to work, so that means the final Christmas communion visits will be done on foot in a bright yellow rain coat (and perhaps the yellow pants too, unless the bus is taken). Ick!
Perhaps grace is found in how bright the Christmas lights look against such a backdrop. Yes it is on while this blog post is being written, along with the electric fireplace.
May grace is how warm the morning cup of tea feels or the warmth of the wool sweater.
On days like this visits can require extra energy and patience...aches and pains seem worse, people move slower, the weather makes people sleepy and sad. Here's praying that grace moves ahead and behind the feet, wherever they go, all day, every day, but especially in the darkness of today.
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