From our house to yours...

 The break of day bid us good morning with our world in a sanctuary of white. Consequently, what was intended to be shared in this space will be delayed until tomorrow. Instead, you will unearth an account of aesthetic beauty through the photo montage.

From our house to yours…

at 112 Sycamore Creek Dr.

Santa has already visited and in his wake left His own Christmas magic...

So sit for a spell...

or would you prefer this chair?

and we can catch up with old friends

or more recent friends...

If you desire, we can watch the children 

doing whatever children do in the snow...

or just while away the hours watching for birds and reflecting

on our gifts...



We could also head out of doors to play a little basketball?

sledding or snowboarding is a possibility...

If you wish, we could hang out and

and allow memories to settle upon us...

We could also choose to bow down

from the strength of our burdens

or take inventory in the monstrosity

our gifts and blessings.

Whatever the choosing enjoy your day~

“Kindness is like snow - it beautifies everything it covers”

 

On this day....

Yesterday nature displayed the first snowfall of the season dressing the outdoors with the beautiful delicacy that only snow can impart. What is strange about this occurrence is I live in North Carolina; therefore snow in NC in early December just doesn’t equivocate.


Nonetheless my eyes flitted from one entity to the next in an attempt to recharge my dehydration of the beauty in my world…there is nothing more exquisite than the pure unique flecks that gently descend and disguise the terrain. My child-like perception of the snowfall maintains it is God’s intention to quiet the busy-ness of the world by limiting travel and demanding we stop and take notice of the superb loveliness. At times, the inconvenience provides spontaneous time with family and time with self.

In light of this happening and the current pursuit for the elusive Christmas spirit, I was presented with a delightful surprise upon awakening to read my message from God that I receive daily via Face Book: On this day, God wants you to know that the voice of God is best heard in silence. All too often loud events and daily busyness cloud your vision of God. Take some time to slow down; let there be silence, let there be peace. Calm your mind and let your inner voice re-emerge from the silence. Allow yourself to see visions, allow yourself to dream dreams; and you may hear the voice of God reaching out to you.

While I don’t actively share in these messages on a day to day basis, the meaning today was welcomed and clear; busy lives mandate quiet and often we don’t provide or afford it for ourselves or for our family. Perhaps in my quest to find that mysterious gaily mood of the season the snow was my invitation.

To commence this inspiration, I will become sparing in allotting my time to insignificant things and activities. I will ignite the fire and calm my mind, allow my inner voice to re-emerge from the silence.

Today my family is attending a Christmas concert of the Trans Siberian Orchestra; something my eleven year old son has been requesting since early November. Our initial hesitancy was to dismiss this opportunity because of finances; in light of the economy, do we really need to spend the money? However, in honor of the season, we are attending; a gift we as a family desire and not because we ‘have’ to but because we ‘want’ to. A blessed Sunday to all…