Here is all alright.

My house is full with babies and their parents who were my own babies not long ago. I am having a great time reading Frog and Toad, walking down to the creek with Scout to clip sprays of berries and branches of redwood greenery, dandling the littlest ones on my knee….don’t know when or if I will get those blinds dusted because there is still grocery shopping to do….wonder if I could squeeze in a service at church this morning while the others are out hiking in the mud….After all, I made the pies last night and they are in the freezer, all white and stiff and not giving a hint as to their glory soon to be revealed.
It’s the day of the eve of the Feast, and I am weary, yes. It seems to be a fitting state of body and even of mind and heart, to be at least a tiny bit poor in spirit, in order to receive the Lord and the Joy of the Lord.

I want to be sure to wish all of my friends in Blogland a Very Merry Christmas! I pray that in whatever state you are, you can know something of what it means that all is alright. God is with us.

A Christmas Carol

The Christ-child lay on Mary’s lap,
His hair was like a light.
(O weary, weary were the world,
But here is all alright.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary’s breast
His hair was like a star.
(O stern and cunning are the kings,
But here the true hearts are.)

The Christ-child lay on Mary’s heart,
His hair was like a fire.
(O weary, weary is the world,
But here the world’s desire.)

The Christ-child stood on Mary’s knee,
His hair was like a crown,
And all the flowers looked up at Him,

And all the stars looked down.

— G.K. Chesterton


12 thoughts on “Here is all alright.

  1. That is a beautiful poem that I shall keep close to my heart.
    Yes, it's crazy and wearisome here, too. Joyful as well!
    I am baking and MAYBE sweeping and mopping.
    I love you, sweet GJ! I am so thankful for sisters in Christ who are real and true.


  2. It is the day after Christmas down here in Oz, recovering with a cup of tea. I do hope you are enjoying a wonderful, noisy family Christmas, and counting all those lovely, tiny, shrieking blessings..

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