On the Ending of a Year

Every year the same thing.

It won't matter if we wanted it to or not.

It ends.

December 31 comes and goes and another year is gone.

It passes too fast.

Each year is done quicker than the last one.

And the months.

...Days.

It seems like it was only yesterday that my children were running through the house 

laughing and yelling...

Now it is theirs.

And while I yearned for quiet in the "parenting" days... 

the quiet we live with now can be deafening in the absence of the noise.

I crave the noise.

I miss the yesterdays.

So the years ends and we look back.

Psalm 103 is a reminder to consider the past... to not forget His benefits.

I have been looking over some of these benefits in my own life.  

My gratitude list is now seven years old, 8 books full, and over 10,000 gifts recorded.

This is not said as an attempt to brag.

I am still in awe... 

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the way sunlight peeks through the blinds in the morning 

the singing (oh my, the singing) 

His promises made and kept

 a baby giraffe

Irmas reminding...You are Lord...in and OF the storm

music that makes it to my heart

trash pick up!

a glimpse of glory around the edges of dark ominous clouds

Holy Spirit prayers for us in groans we don't know...but You get it!

free limes!

cardinal perched in the willow

You have tomorrow in the palm of Your hand...You know what it holds

that when things are more than I can handle, you remind me I was never meant to

Loquacious... :)... the word

You are still God of the "what-ifs", and you have this.  Really.

Naomi's bitter cry in Ruth 1:20-21, echoed by Job in Job 27:1-2

(this is not their heart cry...it is their heart crying in pain.)

for Your untold mercies that have put me in this place 

(never safe, but finding refuge in You)

stained glass and plastic suncatchers painted by grands

Sometimes a life verse can change...sometimes daily.

for a friend who is teaching me by her faith in the face of a Cat. 5 storm.

(disturbing truths of trust and not running... planted for a purpose)

brokenness.  mine.

You know my needs, and tell me "No Fear"

Hope showing up - not yet, but anticipated

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Looking back, time and again, I have seen His faithfulness to us.  

to me.

In big ways and in small ways.  

In obvious ways

In subtle quiet ways.

He wants me to remember them.

To "not forget" them.

His benefits.

So I keep this list.

And praise His goodness.

To me.

And you?

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"My soul, praise the Lord, and do not forget all His benefits.

He forgives all your sin;

He heals all your diseases.

He redeems your life from the Pit;

He crowns you with faithful love and compassion.

He satisfies you with goodness;

your youth is renewed like the eagle,

The Lord executes acts of righteousness and justice for all the oppressed.

He revealed His ways to Moses, His deeds to the people of Israel.

The Lord is compassionate and gracious,

slow to anger and rich in faithful love.

He will not always accuse us or be angry forever.

He has not dealt with us as our sins deserve

or repaid us according to our offenses

For as high as the heavens are above the earth,

so great is His faithful love toward those who fear Him.

As far as the east is from the west, so far has He removed our transgressions from us.

As a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear Him."

Psalm 103:2-13

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How has God shown you His goodness in 2017?

In the closing days of this year... I need to remember.

And to praise Him!

"Don't cry because it's over... smile because it happened"
Dr. Seuss

Behold!

Behold!

How I love that word! 

It always makes me think of Christmas and angels!

Who doesn't like Christmas?

Or angels?

Especially when they are delivering glad tidings of great joy!

It is a word that shows up a lot in the Bible.

Possibly because whatever is happening is so far out of the ordinary, 

so unexpected,

that God  has to direct our attention to it

 or we might just miss it altogether!

(...cue angels)

Luke tells us about the old priest who can't speak about the miracle baby that his wife will carry.
Until she gives birth to a son, and he names him John.

...Mary, just a young girl, a virgin who is given the message that she will be

 the mother of the Messiah!

Shepherds are told that the Savior, the Messiah, has been born...

and by the way...
He can be found lying in a manger...

a King wrapped in poverty and swaddling cloths.

Simeon... an old man waiting with a great purpose.
To see God's Deliverance.

Simeon who would embrace the baby Who had embraced him all along.

Each time, the word "Behold" makes an appearance.

Each person, going about the day like always.

No idea that what was about to happen to them would shake the world.

Behold!

This world that they knew was about to change in a huge way!

Sometimes though, like Job, we may discover that God often speaks in a still small voice.

There are no angels to speak "behold"

Just something that stops you in your steps

and demands your whole attention.

Beth Moore calls them God STOPS...

Savoring The Observable Presence.

Beholding the God who is invisible... 

seeing Him move in your life in a very visible way.

Consider the stars...

There is so much out there to take your breath away.

At least for a moment.

Christmas brings a special assortment of behold moments.

Like the decorations on a Christmas tree.

The twinkle in the eyes of children as they portray an angel or a shepherd in the nativity

old memories made new all over again... in traditions.

shiny wrapping paper.

Tinsel that glitters away with the slightest breeze.

The wonder that comes with the first snow falling.

So many lights!

Lights and Christmas belong together.

Lights are part of a favorite memory of mine when I was a child, 

One that we passed on to our children.

Now our grandchildren!

Those special night drives to see the lights.

One neighborhood display is very close to where we live.

Close enough to walk.

Which is a good thing, because some nights there are so many visitors 

that the traffic slows to a crawl!

If you were to find yourself in that traffic crawl, 

the best way to drive through this area is with an open sunroof,

and be sure to turn on the Christmas music..

It all feels magical.

It seems like worries are miles away

and they are.  

For a short drive anyway.

The people who live in this neighborhood 

offer those of us who drive through it at Christmas a great gift.

Like many of us, they have had a tough couple of years.

Just a few months ago, there were quite a number of houses there that had tarps on their roofs.

(there still are)

They could have decided they had enough to worry about with all the clean up from the storms.

But just before Thanksgiving, I noticed the homeowners  were already busy at work...

 hanging up lights.

Dealing with the damage that a major storm can bring...

does not mean the celebrations stop.

The lights will shine...

Because in this hard place

these dark days?

We all need the light.

We need it to shine in the darkness

We need it to burst through the shadows.

and we really need it to

Deliver the dawn.

Jesus tells us that He is the Light of the World.

In John 1 it says,

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, 

and the Word was God.

He was with God in the beginning.

All things were created through Him,

and apart from Him not one thing was created that has been created.

In Him was life,

and that life was the light of men.

That light shines in the darkness

and yet the darkness did not overcome it.

Behold...

this baby!

Laid in a manger

Defeating darkness; delivering Dawn

Don't miss it...

Don't miss Him.

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Sometimes songs have a way of getting our attention.

This song did that one Christmas for me.

At an especially hard time.  A time of loss and uncertainty, I heard this sung.

A reminder that there is a light in every dark place.

 His name is Jesus.

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I remember one thing about the first Christmas I had as a Christian.

The message in Christmas carols.

Things that had somehow slipped right by me when I was younger.

But with a changed heart, 

I now saw these songs of the Christ child in a new way.

with new eyes.

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Peace on earth, and mercy mild,

God and sinners reconciled

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Let earth receive her King

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Word of the Father,

Now in flesh appearing

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Silent night, holy night!

Son of God. Love's pure light.

Radiant beams from Thy holy face

with the dawn of redeeming grace

Jesus Lord at the birth

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Shepherds in the fields abiding

watching over your flocks by night

God with man is now residing...

Yonder shines the infant Light!!

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Hark!

Hark!

 

My dad used to say that no one listens anymore.

It may have been the way he said it that got my attention.  

Wistfully.

As though a real gift was slipping past us.

Now that I'm a little older and wiser, I think I understand.

Right now, for instance, I hear people talking, television shows, music...

But I have to stop and pay attention to the sounds to be able to name them.  

Otherwise, they blend into the background 

as if they were one sound while I focus my attention other places.

Background noise.

What am I missing when I don't listen?

I have a lace bobbin that is painted with an inscription that says, 

"the first duty of love is to listen".

It is often a matter of choice, and too often I have made the wrong choice.

I'm trying.

There are still many times I could use a hark.
Something to grab my attention and help me focus on what I need to.

The word means stop what you are doing...and listen!

Stop where you are and put the value of your time on this thing instead!!

Because listening is closely linked to the value we place on a thing or person.  

 The opposite of Hark is ignore or tune out.  

Which is what happens if you don't hark.

So if I'm listening to this...
What does that mean I am tuning out?

Hark...

It is only to be expected that such a word shows up during Christmas celebrations.

A time that is full of busy.  

By the way...

What do you think an angel's voice sounds like?

I imagine if an angel spoke to you, you would have no problem listening!

And herald angels showing up on a midnight clear...
In a field where shepherds watched their flocks by night...
All seated on the ground?

That's  such a beautiful way to get somebody's attention!

When they appear like that... do their wings make noise?

There are so many sounds we associate with Christmas.

Sounds that bring joy to our heart just thinking of them.  

A newborn baby cries
His mother and father speak
Sounds of typical stable life
And a tired donkey 

Airport speakers announce the flight you are waiting for has arrived.

Joyful chatter as family gathers.

Clicking timers when the lights come on.

Carolers and children's choirs. 

Sleigh Bells and Jingle Bells,

and of course, Salvation Army bells!

Hark how the bells!

Our first Christmas in England was a White Christmas.

It was what I'd hoped for!

But there were a lot of things that made me feel more lonely than I expected.  

Little details that wore on me. 

Big details that left me with not so little worries. 

And to top it off, we were not getting a tree.

I tried other things, like drawing a tree on paper and hanging it on the wall, 

but truth be told, it just wasn't the same.  

So I took it down.

Yet celebrating Christmas still happened.

We still celebrated well.  

Still loved on people.  

Still did as many traditional things as we could.

...and it's one of my favorite Christmases of all time.

At some point early that morning, I opened our front door,

and was greeted with a very special kind of hark.

It was loud and clear and full of joy!  

I still remember how it lifted my spirits... 

and I stood there at the door for the longest time, just listening.

Someone,
 in an ancient old house of worship somewhere
was ringing the church bells!

Longfellow was at his best when he wrote, 

"Then pealed the bells more loud and deep; "God is not dead, nor doth He sleep..."

Bells ringing a message that could not be ignored or over looked!

A message that can't be quenched or erased!

Rejoice!  Good News!  Glad Tidings!

  

Christ has come!!

Hope! Joy! Peace!

Whatever you may be facing, don't let the hard steal your attention right now...

Hark the herald angels sing... Glory to the newborn king!!

Hear ye!  Hear ye!

God in a manger.  

Don't miss this.

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We have a God who is moved by His love for us...

And He IS listening.

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The Coventry Cathedral Bells

This building was built in the 14th Century.
That's the same time that the word "hark" first was used!

The cathedral was bombed in WWII, but the bells still ring out!

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Casting Crowns 

singing

"I Heard the Bells On Christmas Day"