January 10, 2019

“ See, I am doing a new thing!
    Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?”
~Isaiah 43: 19

Dear Friends:

I don’t know about you, but John and I spent last weekend “de-Christmasing” the house.  It is never fun to take down all the bright red and green decorations, the beautiful silver bulbs from my mother, the handmade, heavily glued ornaments from the kids, the creche scenes I have collected over the years with Mary holding Jesus so serenely, and the shepherds looking on in wonder.  The house feels bare when we are done. Is it really all over until next year?

And then I read this poem by Ann Weems, and it was a great reminder that Christ is born anew every day; that He is always doing a new thing.  May that be our prayer.

It Is Not Over
by Ann Weems

It is not over,
this birthing.
There are always newer skies
into which God can throw stars.

When we begin to think
that we can predict the Advent of God,
that we can box the Christ
in a stable in Bethlehem,
that’s just the time that God will be born
in a place we can’t imagine and won’t believe.

Those who wait for God
watch with their hearts and not their eyes,
listening
always listening
for angel words.

New Year Blessings,
Becky