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12/28 Evergreen Promise

This is a boring week. Even my socks are boring. Sure, they’re colorful, but the tree pattern is repetitious. It redundantly repeats over and over again without ceasing, unchanging. Yawn. Christmas is over. The excitement of The Day is gone. The presents have been unwrapped, the feast has been eaten. Only leftovers remain, if you’re lucky.  A day or two of rest in the refrigerator, and they’re better than the original meal. Christmas is winding down, as we begin to contemplate the coming New Year celebration. Come this time in another eleven months, we’ll be rushing around trying to secure a piece of holiday spirit for ourselves once again. It’s a roller coaster ride throughout the rest of the year. One thing remains constant, however, and that is that we are living in the time of the evergreen promise, that of salvation. Like evergreens that consistently retain their leaves in all four seasons, Christians can count on the assurances given by the baby in the manger and fulfilled on the cross. God will love us, without changing, throughout all the seasons of our lives. That’s the evergreen promise, and it’s always exciting.


12/18 Hodge-Podge Socks

The camera that I take my lovely sock photos with is dying a slow death. It’s close to fifteen years old, so I suppose it was to be expected. Old cameras never die; they just don’t get the big picture. And the big picture is that I need a new camera. Now, Hubs is a camera buff. He knows what all the numbers and abbreviations mean, but shutter speed makes me shudder. Optical and digital zoom, aperture, macro, f-stop … why does a camera need GPS and Wifi? So it can text me its location? “ISO” confused. So many features to think about. Like cameras, Christmas can have features that are confusing and take thought. Happy Holiday or Merry Christmas? Present or gift card? Santa or Jesus or both? My socks are a hodge-podge of Christmas favorites, with ornaments, trees, candy canes, gingerbread men, and penguins, as if the sock maker couldn’t decide. Somehow, it all works together. Hubs will guide me through the decision making process to get the right camera for me. The one thing I’ve never been confused about is the baby in the manger. He’s picture perfect.


12/5 Tree Spirits

Dec 5 – Not to brag, but I’m the queen of finding things in my household. It’s like X-ray vision, mom-style. If it’s there, I can find it. If I can’t, it might not have existed in the first place. Lately, I thought someone must have given me Kryptonite socks because I couldn’t find the outdoor extension cords for the Christmas lights. I finally found them (Yes, Virginia, they do exist.), but it delayed my outdoor decorating by a day. Bah humbug! .My helper had to go to work, but yesterday, I finally got the lights up outside. By myself. In the rain. In the cold. On a step stool. I ache in places I didn’t know could ache. Hair. Fingernails. Armpits … Bah humbug again. Today, I’m wearing an older pair of comfy Christmas tree socks. That, and a good look at the lights shining brightly to welcome me home from my meeting tonight will get me back in the Christmas spirit. Stay calm and socks on.