The year is fresh, like snow. The days have been full of many good things: homemade bread and tea with cookies, friends and fellowship, family meals, a Redwall Feast, blanket forts and trampoline jumps for energetic two year olds, embroidering sisters and homemade gifts. The piano was never silent and Carol of the Bells was heard echoing the halls in around 100 different renditions! We visited those who had no family and brought love to those who were lonely and hurting. We watched and tended our sick kitty Clara and adopted a new fish. We had piano recitals when the power went out and so many duets we forgot who was playing and who wasn't. We remembered again the longing we feel for all to be made right and rejoiced that the Lamb came to crush the Serpent.
And now, we start again with new books, new rhythms and the unfailing faithfulness of the Lord for each new day. The year has not started off with ease. In fact, shock and sorrow and anger threaten like storm clouds. But He holds us fast. And we look with the eyes of our hearts for the goodness of God. When we look, we see it in abundance.
