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Tears and Fears

26 Saturday Dec 2009

Posted by Janell in Life at Home, Prayer, Soul Care

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Bible, Everyday Life, Love, Prayer

I had no plan to write about this morning’s biblical readings when I sat down at the keyboard this afternoon.  But that’s often how writing is with me.  I sit down to write one thing and out comes another.   I guess the stronger words reign victorious in their fight for life.

Of course, the Bible is full of strong words, many which make for disturbing thoughts.  Sometimes I’m desolate after my morning quiet time, as I see that people across time haven’t changed much — and that the changes for good within myself are painfully slow.  Perhaps, in some ways, we are all slow learners, especially when it comes to learning the lessons that matter most in life.

This morning’s reading from Psalms was a variation on the old “eye-for-an-eye” theme.  Most would agree that there is nothing wrong in expecting value for value;  to settle for anything less than what we are due is to be taken advantage of — and God knows, I feel stupid when I’ve let someone get the best of me.

Yet, in my favorite prayer chair this morning, I felt more disturbed than stupid, as I listened to the psalmist’s heart-wrenching prayer.  Distilling through all the rhetoric, I heard the psalmist’s pray boil down to this:  “We scratched your back and now God, it’s your turn to scratch ours.   Don’t let us down, man.”

I wonder how the psalmist prayer sat with God, as I flee for the good news of John.  After the Psalms, I’m in need of a bit of good news.  But it doesn’t take long for my eyes to water as truth splashes me in the face.

I’m now sitting with Jesus, who is pouring out his heart to teach others about his family business.  Jesus it seems, is full of heavenly notions about what it really means to love God and what it really means to love one another.  It’s clear that Jesus is upsetting the apple cart  with lessons that don’t quite mesh with his audience’s way of thinking.  Doesn’t Jesus see that he’s letting his listeners down?

I finally escape to John’s first epistle where I see the old apostle imploring his flock to love.  “All you need is love, folks — heavenly business is simple enough for a baby to do,” John seems to say.  “There’s no need to worry about whose turn it is to do what, forget about keeping tallies, everyone’s a winner when love trumps fear.”

This doddering saint seems to be saying that when we let one another down, we let down God and worse of all — at least in God’s eye — we let down ourselves.  Heavenly business seems to be about stooping down to pick up the ones that are let down by life and making them the apple of our eyes.  Back scratching is just one way to express it.

Christmas Eve Grinches

25 Friday Dec 2009

Posted by Janell in Life at Home, Soul Care, The Great Outdoors

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Christmas Eve, Everyday Life, Silent Night, Snow Storms, Soul Care

written on Christmas Eve, disconnected from the world…

It will be a rare, white Christmas for us this year.

The interstates are closed.  Stranded motorists – in route to Christmas gatherings or doing last-minute errands — are waiting for the National Guard.

Closer to home, no buses are running up and down Walker Avenue.  No cars are skating the slippery side-streets.  I’ve swept snow off my porches more times than I can shake a broomstick at.  I’m guessing ten to twelve inches so far.

The internet is down and snow continues to fall.  We are cut off.  We are set apart from the rest of the world by snow.  We are living in a Christmas song.

Silent night; Holy night.

Yet all is not calm.  Nor is it bright.  Ever so often the wind howls.  Snow puffs up and curls like smoke from rooftops.

If it were not for that occasional gust of wind, it would be silent.  I feel as is we are living a quiet country life on the edge of downtown.

It’s odd to be living in a silent night rather than singing about it at Christmas Eve church service.   And it’s strange to be living a White Christmas rather than dreaming it through song.  But the unexpected gift of a White Christmas is firmly on my doorstep, no matter how many times I try to sweep it away.

For years I’ve dreamed of gathering family around a Christmas brunch.  This was to be my year.  But what was to be brunch for twelve will be brunch for three.

Several of the dishes – a breakfast casserole and my Aunt Jo’s pull-apart coffee cake – will be made tonight.  Earlier today I baked a dozen Red Velvet Cupcakes with peppermint cream cheese frosting.

The rest of my menu  —  the blackberry blue corn muffins, the cinnamon rolls, the brown-sugar bacon, the pancakes – will keep for another brunch.  Some day.

For now, my unexpected guest is the snow that has come.  It has closed roads and canceled many gatherings in its path to get here.

Yet, my story is not about a Snow-Grinch stealing away my Christmas brunch dreams.  Christmas will come whether we gather at church or around a dreamy brunch.  Christmas is full of miracles no matter how it comes wrapped.

I’m living in a beautiful Christmas greeting card.  And from where I sit all snug and warm, it’s a fine place to worship Christ and new birth, against a landscape frosted in  un-driven snow.  As you can see…my candle it lit, without need of church.

Going My Way

23 Wednesday Dec 2009

Posted by Janell in Life at Home

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Aging, Christmas Movies, Everyday Life, Going My Way, Parents

Life was going Dad’s way yesterday.  My brother Jon and I haven’t enjoyed this good of a visit with Dad since…. well, let’s just say it’s been a really long time.  We stayed longer than usual, but even then, it was hard to leave.

I wished I had brought a camera to snap Daddy’s photo.  He just looked so good.

Not to make light of it, but after three plus months of going without, Dad has new front teeth for Christmas.  Perhaps I’ve already shared that the nursing home staff inadvertently threw Daddy’s old dentures in the trash three months ago.  To Daddy’s way of thinking, I’m sure he thought his dentures were safe and sound, all neatly wrapped up in a Kleenex sitting by his vanity sink.  And now, after four visits to a dentist, Daddy is all smiles.

Unlike our last visit, Daddy intently followed yesterday’s selected Christmas movie — Going My Way — which use to be a favorite of Daddy’s.   My father was just fourteen when the movie premiered in 1944 — it went on to sweep the Academy Awards.

Like Daddy, I just love that movie.  I want to believe that people like Father O’Malley — the heartwarming character, played by Bing Crosby, who was always thinking of others — really do exist.  It’s just a feel good movie from beginning to end.

Yet, Going My Way never fails to reduce me to a few tears as all loose ends are tied up and Father O’Malley is ready to move on.

The only thing that could have made this mini-Christmas miracle more perfect is if my sister Christi had been there to share it with us.  But I’m sure she was  — in spirit.

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