Orthodox Christian, widowed in 2015; mother, grandmother. Love to read, garden, cook, write letters and a hundred other home-making activities.
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Bed-making duplicates the cosmic order, because you make order out of chaos, and that’s a good thing to do when you first awaken, because you’re reenacting the creation of the world in a symbolic manner. It’s a good way to get your day going.
This is the last really warm day. Yesterday and today have been around 90 degrees by midafternoon, and staying warm into the evening. I opened the windows again after having them closed when it was cold and drizzly for a week. All through the day I have gone up and down the stairs doing housework; and every time when I am going up, and encounter the extra heat in the stairwell, it surprises me afresh, and I praise God for it.
I’ll tell you, if you really want to know: remember that day you lost two years ago at the rockpool where you sat and played the jeweler with all those stones you’d stolen from the shore? Most of them went dark and nothing more, but sometimes one would blink the secret color it had locked up somewhere in its stony sleep. This is how you knew the ones to keep.
So I collect the dull things of the day in which I see some possibility but which are dead and which have the surprise I don’t know, and I’ve no pool to help me tell– so I look at them and look at them until one thing makes a mirror in my eyes then I paint it with the tear to make it bright. This is why I sit up through the night.
“Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, Who is coming to judge the living and the dead, have mercy upon us sinners, forgive our sinful falls throughout our lives, and by ways known to Thee alone, hide us from the face of antichrist within the secret desert of Thy salvation.”