“That’s my boy,” said his mother, who spent plenty of time during our lazy vacation time reading and posting online herself. In my defense, I also cooked for several large tables of guests, took a lot of children tobogganing (and got stuck in a snowbank), went bowling with Dan and some cousins, helped build an igloo, read two books, and shopped and wrapped and carolled like a crazy woman.
Natalia had the flu. “I wish I could be sick instead of you”, I said.
“But we wouldn’t want our heavenly Mother to be sick!” said Liesl. I don’t think I’ve ever been called heavenly before, but it’s kind of a good feeling.
“It just doesn’t really WORK to be a Mennonite and be FAMOUS. I mean winning the Oscars and all the paparazzi and stuff.” This came with a sigh from one of the girls in my Sunday school class who loves the limelight and reads up on the celebrities when she gets a chance. We were talking about servanthood, I think. I love my intermediate girls’ class very much.
“I look paler than you, Mom. Tell them I was sick,” said Victoria of the dark skin when she saw that I was posting a picture of the two of us in our Christmas dresses.
“Oh please,” she said when she saw that I actually did what she said.
“You have beautiful teeth,” said my brother Glen to Natalia, whose brother sometimes gives her little jabs about her teeth being bucked–those new teeth replacing tiny ones that sometimes look too big for a small face. She was wreathed in smiles at the compliment.
“I so want to write, but I’ve lost my inspiration,” I said. “I want to write, but you’ve got to have a POINT when you write.” After this I went on to say who I wish to write like and Dan went on to say that I’m actually better than this person, but I thanked him for the love and told him how VERY wrong he is. Tori agreed with me. Because this person is so witty. “And she always has a POINT,” I said. I so understand that blogging isn’t about competition or anything.
But…The Point is what seems to be missing in my heart these days.
The irony is that I write more and (maybe) better when I’m depressed.
But I’m so grateful for good health this winter.
The snow falls and the days are short and the darkness comes early. But I feel at peace with myself and God and the world. Thank you, Jesus.
Thanks for reading my posts. I have been inspired and encouraged by friendship this year.
~A JOYOUS, PEACEFUL NEW YEAR TO YOU!~