Merry Christmas from Melty Colorado

A chinook wind is blowing, the snow is melting a bit more, the ruts are deep. I want to share one more picture of that overhang above the patio - it fascinates me as it changes each day.

This morning in church we sang "I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day." This song evokes memories of the Christmas I was in 5th grade. We were learning this song for our school program, I had never heard it before, and I loved it. Just before Christmas, my pastor dad informed us that we were moving back to Minnesota to be closer to his dad, who was not well. I've mentioned in previous posts our move to the northern most point of winterness, International Falls. I was very disappointed to miss singing this song with my class.


Today as we sang it, the words pierced my soul. The words were written in 1864 by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, but they could have been written this morning. Verses 3 and 4 say this:

And in despair I bowed my head.

"There is no peace on earth," I said,

"For hate is strong, and mocks the song

Of peace on earth, good-will to men."

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:

"God is not dead, nor doth He sleep;

The wrong shall fail, the right prevail,

With peace on earth, good-will to men."

Greetings from Care Bear - this little bear she drew is singing holding a candy cane and singing "Jingle Bells."

Merry Christmas from our family to yours (Anakin is missing from the picture because it was his day with his mom.)

God Bless Us Every One!