Muses

A Glimmer of Christmas. Stream of Consciousness.

Going through the motions.

That’s what the last two days have felt like.

Christmas decorations all around but no Christmas feeling to be found.

I purposely have not immersed myself in all the news out of Connecticut.

Every time the horror passed through my mind, I said a prayer for the town, the families but I couldn’t dwell too long in thought.

Out running today I thought I needed to give.

Then the Lord tapped me on my shoulder, as he frequently does when I am clueless.

The Secret Santa gifts for the 11 year old girl we selected at church were due today.

I completely forgot.

Early this afternoon, wandering through the electronics section at WalMart, somewhere between figuring out what DVD player to buy and asking two girls what Shuffle color they would prefer — I felt a glimmer.

I felt a glimmer of Christmas.

Even with a sulking tween at my side.

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TIME.

 

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For the first time in a few days, I had that warm feeling.

A happy feeling that comes from giving something to someone. Picking out a blue Shuffle because that’s what my tween and other tweens at the glass staring in at the many colors agreed on.

Love and hope are stronger than evil.

“Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.” Romans 12:21

That was my five minute Stream of Consciousness with open prompt. Poor Jana@jana’s thinking place is too under the weather, to give us a prompt today. Hope you feel better soon, lady.

 

           

           

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