Sunday, December 18, 2005

Sunday at home




It is a Sunday at home; three children, one dog, three cats, seven lit candles and one majestic Gregorian Chant Christmas CD are my companions. The rain is pouring down, and the raindrops are huge and heavy; they are making a glorious racket on the skylight in our living room. The remaining oak leaves are surrendering to their inevitable flight, and the bright yellows and dull oranges seem like yesterday's fashions against the steel grey sky. Even as I type, the sky changes from dark grey to a luminous white-grey that call us to remember the blue sky behind the damp wall of cloud. I love rainy days.

A box of Christmas presents arrived from my dear mother-in-law this week. Included in the box was her mother's Book of Common Prayer. It is red leather and has her familiar handwritten notes marking pages for special sections. I will treasure it. Thanks, Margaret!

This morning, I turn to Morning Prayers I for inspiration:


A Collect for Sundays

O God, who makest us glad with the weekly remembrance of the glorious resurrection of thy Son our Lord: Grant us this day such blessing through our worship of thee, that the days to come may be spent in thy favor; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.


May the God of hope fill us with all joy and peace in believing through the power of the Holy Spirit. Amen
(Romans 15:13)

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