Well the weather here in Oklahoma has been pretty sunny this week, warm highs in the 50’s and little wind; it’s hard for me to believe that Christmas Day is just 5 short days away. Hopefully those festive feelings will come soon for me. After all, it will be Christmas Eve and most of the family will be here at Lacey and I’s home for the holiday. As of last night, I haven’t wrapped a single gift, and haven’t had many holiday treats.

Tomorrow is my Sabbath day, I will be rushing around town getting last minute gifts, getting that haircut just in time for the holiday pictures, and perhaps organizing the house a bit, preparing for the big day. This will be the first time in four years that my parents have spent Christmas day with us; I am feeling the pressure and expectation of a perfect holiday.

This morning as I was relaxing and meditating, 1st cup of coffee in hand, this poem came across my mind. I had heard it many years ago in a creative writing class I was taking and it has been a favorite of mine for many years; I offer it to you this Christmas.

All the best, and Merry Christmas!

 

“Winter Time” by Robert Louis Stevenson

Late lies the wintry sun a-bed,
A frosty, fiery sleepy-head;
Blinks but an hour or two; and then,
A blood-red orange, sets again.

Before the stars have left the skies,
At morning in the dark I rise;
And shivering in my nakedness,
By the cold candle, bathe and dress.

Close by the jolly fire I sit
To warm my frozen bones a bit;
Or with a reindeer-sled, explore
The colder countries round the door.

When to go out, my nurse doth wrap
Me in my comforter and cap;
The cold wind burns my face, and blows
Its frosty pepper up my nose.

Black are my steps on silver sod;
Thick blows my frosty breath abroad;
And tree and house, and hill and lake,
Are frosted like a wedding-cake.


Tim Boyer, Director of Student Ministries

Tim@ShawneeStPauls.com

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