Thursday, February 13, 2014

Christmas Eve, 2013

This morning I awakened and knew that I would live.
Gratitude streamed into my heart like the rays of sun that pierced the sheer curtains in my bedroom.
I've been felled by a bad case of stomach flu
or food poisoning.
I don't know which.
It doesn't matter.

What I do know is that hope has been born within me today
and good health will surely follow.

For three days I lay in darkness
unable to sit up
unable to eat much
unable even to talk because of the enormous effort it generated.
I could only cry out to the one who is all powerful.

One word prayers were all I could muster.
They were enough.
The green shoots pushed their way through sometime around 1:30 am this morning.

This is Christmas, isn't it?
Into the bleakness of the night
the hardened soil
and the great abyss
God comes ever so gently.
Christ is born.

I'm going to make it.
Thank you.

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