Willsea household stirs and awakens to a roughly sung O Little Town Of Bethlehem. First verse is semi-strong, the second verse stumbling and then ended.
Merry Christmas in July!
We had some gifts left over from Christmas last that have been waiting for an appropriate time to gather with some elderly friends to open. No dates on the calendar have worked out for us. So we finally agreed with them to snap some photos and send them their way.
And I'm struck that it's just a common day. Nothing special, nothing shiny, nothing out of the ordinary. It's like every other day that we live, filled with the mundane and the immemerable.
Just like the day for most everyone, that day Mary birthed her son. Just an ordinary day that changed the world.
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