tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post1013995482351923536..comments2023-10-06T06:24:23.622-04:00Comments on don't eat alone: advent journal: night visionUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-41648874327793202292009-12-23T10:51:28.561-05:002009-12-23T10:51:28.561-05:00Once again, Milton, you have reduced me to tears. ...Once again, Milton, you have reduced me to tears. I feel like if I read yer blog posts every day, people would think i was grieving over something. . . <br /><br />but -- these are the good tears, the ones that remind us that we are human, that god lives in us, that there is pain & suffering mixed in & amongst the joy & pleasures. . . i have taken recently in my journal to referring to this type of crying as "joy-tears." it seems as if the holi-daze brings them out -- looking at decorated houses in the snow last friday brought them out; watching "Babe" on Sunday brought them out ("that'll do, pig. . . that'll do"); and now yer words bring them out again. <br /><br />just writin' to say Merry Christmas, and thanks for everything. . . hope to see you soon.coverthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15188674459394483312noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20010538.post-10366203760050296722009-12-18T00:12:14.012-05:002009-12-18T00:12:14.012-05:00You've been such an inspiration to us.
We he...You've been such an inspiration to us. <br /><br />We held our first Blue Christmas service tonight. We didn't really know what to do, only that it needed to be done.<br /><br />I saw people from the community whom I'd never seen at our church. I saw people from our church who had been masking whatever sadness they brought with them tonight.<br /><br />A harpist played. We sang; "O Little Town" and "In The Bleak Midwinter" and "The Silence of God" and "Welcome to Our World". We offered words of hope.<br /><br />At the end, we all walked outside and lit candles. In the dark, under the cool shadow of an old oak tree, we sang "Silent Night". Then we left our candles, lit, in sand-filled boxes in the front yard of the (borrowed) church building. As we drove away, the candles continued to flicker.<br /><br />You helped make this happen, through the ministry you do with Ginger. <br /><br />Thank you for the inspiration.Bethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03119943581970095780noreply@blogger.com