Yellow Finch
Little yellow tufts bob up and down upon the windblown sunflowers that yield up tasty tidbits for hungry bills.
Reflections on a Christmas message
Reflections on a Christmas message... Yesterday’s question from the pastor was why are we so often “unprepared” for this day, this season which we know comes at the same time, the same day each year; it does not change with celestial signs or seasons. We marvel at how quickly it comes upon us on the same day, in the same month, with the same season and without fail. Despite all we do, it inevitably comes. Some of us rush headlong chasing the days as if we might somehow lose sight or be left behind if we do not keep up. Others try to hide in the months, weeks, days preceding pretending that we can somehow eke out another hour to hold its coming at bay. And some simply create ways to ignore it all together or push it aside chasing other pursuits. Yet, it still comes regardless of the means by which we approach it, this celebration of new life, of hope, of grace and joy. Christmas happens despite all our racing forward, denials, or ignoring. It is a day set aside to remember and rej
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