You came to our doorsteps in the chill of the night, and as I crawled out of bed, the beginning of another year’s month-long visitation was obvious and present. But unlike other company, we didn’t prepare for you…you bring your own forms of wonder to us and host us in your own time and beauty.
I must admit that I didn’t feel ready for you to come, mostly because the past two months have been so full of changes already that I didn’t want more. But there is upcoming excitement and anticipation in your stay–so please don’t move on too quickly.
But I want to ask: Are you ever disappointed at the end of your stay? After reminding us to be thankful–to count our blessings, to cherish our family and friendships–only to be overlooked a few hours later, as if you never existed? How can we forget so soon, so freely, so easily?
And so even today, as cold winds blow in grey skies, I am reminded to say prayers of thankfulness in all things.
Let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful.