So I’ve been noticing stuff in my everyday world and wondering what to develop for WNW. It occurred to me on Monday night that I should write about the Christmas lights that have filled my home. So I’ve been doing a lot of writing in the air in preparation for today’s entry. I pushed my thinking by: I’ve realized that the Christmas lights aren’t just a pretty decoration, but a way to get my heart ready for Christmas. Christmas is more than lights and bows and trees — it’s about the Savior of the World living in my heart.
Here’s a poem I wrote in response to all of this thinking . . .
Merry & Bright
Twinkling lights amidst evergreen,
the scent tickles my nose.
Burning fire blazing bright,
the heat flicks out to me.
Steaming mug filled with chocolatey-goodness,
the sweetness lingers on my lips.
And me, cozy and snug
enjoying the sights
Christmas fills my heart.
Unhurried. Finding the magic in the middle of living. Capturing a life of ridiculous grace + raw stories.