First Baptist Church of Herndon Blogs
There are days when I find myself thinking, “How did I get to this point?” My thoughts turn to all the slow unending days that magically clung together and turned into the past, which somehow flew by all too quickly. How can that be?
Hello there. You made it through the Christmas rush, what there was of it. And how do you feel? I’m pretty certain your holiday felt different, but how do you feel? I always felt like Christmas was a crazy busy end to my year, but not so much this time. Sure, it’s at the end of the calendar year, but really Christmas is all about a beginning, not an end. I just wasn’t paying attention.
How appropriate that we look at the value of time on the first day of winter. The day with the least amount of daylight. I was watching a Hallmark movie and the leading lady said that while December 21 was the shortest day, she knew each day going forward into winter would get longer and so it seemed hopeful. It was a nice take on what might otherwise be a gloomy day.
It was one of the last sunny semi-warm days of late fall when I encountered a neighbor on my walk. I commented how much I liked her yard and the recent landscaping. She asked about my knitting. I explained, I didn’t have a current manageable project for walking while knitting. She said, “I never had the crafting gift.”
Someone tries to do something nice, and the people around them question their motives. A doctor gives out their sincere advice, but it’s not what the patient wants to hear, so the patient accuses the doctor of having ulterior motives.
As I watched the church service on my computer, I felt my frustration growing with each song. I miss singing in the choir. Try as I might to sing along, I sounded terrible.