Carols of Christmas drift thru the house, I sing along with
Reba Mcintire as she sings a haunting song about the virgin Mary,
“Mary, Did You Know”?
I have goose bumps as I ponder the song.
Kissing the face of God.
Walking with angels.
Lord of creation, Ruler of the Nations.
The Lamb.
The Great I Am.

Life changing events.
Salvation.
Joy, hope, peace, security.

I meanandered into the kitchen, cookies on my mind.
Deciding what to bake..
Chocolate, or bonbons, chocolate,
and filled chocolate cherries..ummm Christmas goodies.
The Christmas carols I am listening to
resound thru the house.I sing aloud.
Peace on Earth, goodwill towards men.
And lots of cookies.

It was the first frost today in This Small Town, Florida.
It’s the kind of day that makes me think about snow.
Lots of snow, as in CowboyHeaven, Montana
kind of snow.
Sking, snow angels, snowball fights.
Steaming cups of cocoa, with marshmellows.
But in This Small Town Florida, it doesnt snow,
it is likely to rain, but no snow.
I am planning our annual caroling fiasko,
which entails a hay wagon, christmas lights, straw bales, a planned route
and friends, family and sore throats.And the pickup.
Almost Time
This year I have the sheet music in folders, lantrens with extra batteries,
thermos’s dug out.
We will meet in the center of This Small Town, and we will
argue over the route, and fight loudly over the cookies and pastries we are given as we stop and carol.
People will peek out in disbelief, and then join in as we sing.
Favorites will be requested, words will be made up.
Hearts will be softened for a moment,memories of other years and other places will drift thru my mind and I will go home, being thankful I did it again.