tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395970139472241820.post2613735545364904724..comments2023-05-05T06:24:41.645-07:00Comments on <center>Under the Sycamore Tree</center>: Happy AdventMacrinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13030180200630548845noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395970139472241820.post-5635751392189118832009-12-07T22:05:27.429-08:002009-12-07T22:05:27.429-08:00A hopeful note under your door: Only two weeks un...A hopeful note under your door: Only two weeks until the return of the light with the Winter Solstice! Yay!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01561382537945953709noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395970139472241820.post-73328604360111791552009-12-01T20:47:26.073-08:002009-12-01T20:47:26.073-08:00Macrina - thank you for this post. Intentionally...Macrina - thank you for this post. Intentionally I have simplified my Christmas this year. I too am choosing to shop much, much less and commit to less "doing" as I feel very called into a deeper worship experience and to embrace what feels so very sacred about this holy season. Dec. 23 @ 7 a.m. I am honored to be giving a Homily at my church and have something very special planned. A message I would play under someone's door is one I read in a Hallmark book recently: "Choose to see the good in everything around you: even if you have to squint !"Beth Knighthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05849933857186268455noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395970139472241820.post-44858112204197763932009-11-30T12:06:12.371-08:002009-11-30T12:06:12.371-08:00I'm often accused of being a spoilsport (bah h...I'm often accused of being a spoilsport (bah humbug!) over the Christmas period because the very last thing I want to do is loads of manic socialising, especially of the party variety. I just want to sink in more deeply. Sometimes this makes me feel more apart from people I know, so I rather envy you in your monastery.<br /><br />Interesting, these customs of the tree and other decorations. In my family we never put up even the merest sniff of a decoration until Christmas Eve, and then it was a great family effort (with much sinister muttering under his breath from my dad in his attempts to get the lights working). Feels like a lifetime ago, but to this day I put up my decorations on Christmas Eve.Tesshttp://www.anchormast.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4395970139472241820.post-90856120109277949612009-11-29T14:23:34.570-08:002009-11-29T14:23:34.570-08:00Here is an Advent message I am poking under the do...Here is an Advent message I am poking under the door of the private room my son has in this home he shares with me. Peter, you are such a joy in my life, a reliable helper, my grocery shopper and cook, a quiet and reassuring presence when I rush home from work. I still treasure all those Advent calendars whose doors you opened as a little boy. This Advent I will open a door in my heart each day and pray you into health and hope. <br />Your loving mother, who is learning to live in kindness, simplicity and joy with Jesus.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03333535362537318752noreply@blogger.com