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Christmas wisdom

 
snow on Triangle mountain BC


I salute you. I am your friend, and my love for you goes deep.
There is nothing I can give you which you have not already, but there
is much, very much, which though I cannot give it, you can take.
No heaven can come to us unless our hearts find rest in today.

Take heaven.

No peace lies in the future which is not hidden in this precious
little instant.

Take peace.

The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our
reach is joy. There is radiance and courage in the darkness could we
but see; and to see, we have only to look.
Life is so generous a giver, but we, judging its gifts by their
coverings, cast them away as ugly or heavy or hard. Remove the
covering, and you will find beneath it a living splendor, woven of
love, and wisdom, and power. Welcome it, greet it, and you touch the
angel's hand that brings it.

Everything we call a trial, a sorrow, a duty, believe me, that angel's
hand is there, the gift is there, and the wonder of an overshadowing
Presence.
Our joys, too, be not content with them as joys. They, too, conceal
diviner gifts.
Life is so full of meaning and purpose, so full of beauty beneath its
covering, that you will find earth but cloaks your heaven.
Courage, then, to claim it, that is all! But courage you have, and the
knowledge that we are pilgrims wending through unknown country our way
home.

And so, at this Christmas time, I greet you,
not quite as the world sends greeting, but with profound esteem now
and forever.
The day breaks and the shadows flee away.

-Christmas greeting from a letter written by
Italian Franciscan friar and painter Giovanni da Fiesole
(Fra Angelico) 1387-1455

A drummer boy

 

The Little Drummer Boy
Me having a little fun a few years back with apologies to the Vienna Boys Choir.
And now dedicated to our own little drummer boy

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