somewhere, somehow, somewhen

On worry, love, and life's ailments

Stone walls do not a prison make,
Nor iron bars a cage;
Minds innocent and quiet take
That for an hermitage;
If I have freedom in my love,
And in my soul am free;
Angels alone, that soar above,
Enjoy such liberty.
Lovelace, To Althea, From Prison, 1649

So there I was -- sitting under the twilight of the early morning stars, sipping a steaming cuppa coffee, and talking to God about how my life had taken a rather drole turn this Christmas season. Divorce papers from my husband the day after Thanksgiving hadn't done much to lift my spirits.

Now Christmas has to be my favorite holiday ever. It's the time for celebrating Christ's birth, time for family - friends - sharing - caring - giving and most of all for love. Christmas, and everything it stands for, is something that everyone should hold in their hearts all year long.

So there I was sipping that coffee and feeling a bit blue about the way things were going when out of nowhere I saw a dark shape, and when it came into focus in the stillness of the brisk wintery morning the brown eyes of a doe caught mine. After a quick gaze she went back to flicking the snow off the top of the grass and nibbling a bite or two before moving on.

Mama's antics brought a smile to my face and I was thanking God for his gift of letting me know that he is always there, when a minature version of mama came prancing out of the same still nowhere to my lil version of somewhere.

One deer frisking around the back-yard in the twinkle of a million city lights .. and a million Christmas lights .. is a wonder, but two? Well upon seeing those two I chuckled, took a deep breath and sucked in all that is right in life and breathed out that is wrong in life. Heading back inside I realized that God had opened the door with a smile on new day.

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When you are flying, everything is all right or it is not all right.
If it is all right there is no need to worry.

If it is not all right one of two things will happen.
Either you will crash or you will not crash.
If you do not crash there is no need to worry.

If you do crash one of two things is certain.
Either you will be injured or you will not be injured.
If you are not injured there is no need to worry.

If you are injured one of two things is certain.
Either you will recover or you will not recover.
If you recover there is no need to worry.

If you don't recover you can't worry.

W.E. Johns, Spitfire Parade, 1941

posted by Guinorion @ 5:06 PM