Friday, December 24, 2021

Good Christmas Eve Said The Sunrise

Merry Christmas Eve morning.  It is so quiet here.  I stood outside in the cold pre-dawn to listen to the earth and hear what I could hear.  Quiet.  A few geese way across the river.  A rooster on some farm.  Still.  A warm Christmas they say but winter rules the morning.  Quiet and still.  I wondered if in some Godly decree the earth and animals know the day?  I hope.  Life in stillness often lives in fairy tales of ancient lands, mighty kingdoms, good common folk, warm fires, mountains, rolling hills, talking trees, and conscious animals.  In the end, faith reigns, and reality is the truth of ancient lore found by the few who seek The Quiet and walk the trails of old listening for singing geese and talking oaks. 

Our daughter sent us this image this morning as she and her 
husband sat listening to God's good earth.


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