Tag: Tip of My Iceberg
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When The Old Passes And The New Comes
John and I sat in our backyard, watching the clouds roll through with the incoming storm. The sun peeked through occasionally as if it was playing hide and seek. As dark as the clouds were, the sun was insistent. It would not be blocked. With Christmas behind us and the New Year looming, it…
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When The Merry Is Unwrapped
It began with a quiet pause, the dawn of Christmas when I was the only one up and no one had come to our home. Yet. A restful space, between calm and chaos, where I could reflect on what the day was. Could be. Christmas is the sacred space where true heart longing meets…
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‘Twas The Very First Christmas
‘Twas the very first Christmas, and all through the stable Not much could be seen, not even a table. The donkey and cow, both in sleepy-time calm Awaited the workday that would come with the dawn. A cry broke the silence, and in the stable so bare A miracle happened that indeed was quite rare.…
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Do You Need What I Need?
What happened to December? I was at work, focused on trying to organize myself, when a friend calmly asked, “Have you finished your Christmas shopping?” The thought that flashed through my mind was, “I’ve got time.” Until her follow-up comment reminded me, “You know it’s a week away.” A week? I hadn’t even thought about…
Tip of My Iceberg 