Merry Christmas

Russian Matryoshka dolls (I bought in the Ukraine) depicting the Christmas story.

When the angels had left them and gone into heaven, the shepherds said to one another, “Let’s go to Bethlehem and see this thing that has happened, which the Lord has told us about.”So they hurried off and found Mary and Joseph, and the baby, who was lying in the manger. When they had seen him, they spread the word concerning what had been told them about this child, and all who heard it were amazed at what the shepherds said to them. But Mary treasured up all these things and pondered them in her heart. The shepherds returned, glorifying and praising God for all the things they had heard and seen, which were just as they had been told. Luke 2: 15-20

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It’s Christmas…all over the world.

A Sigh

Years ago, I read several of Max Lucado’s books. He writes short devotionals in chapter form and I always liked his style of writing. One of the meditations in the book God Came Near, has stayed with me ever since I read it 30+ years ago, (which doesn’t happen much for me these days…remembering themes or plots of books or stories, plays or movies that is). 

The chapter “When God Sighed’ in his book God Came Near, talks about a surprisingly, small word tucked into the passage where Jesus is ready to heal a deaf man, in Mark 7: 31-37.  After putting his fingers in the man’s ears, Jesus looks up to heaven and sighs before he does any healing. Max goes on to say “I never thought of God as one who sighs. I’ve thought of God as one who commands…weeps…calls forth the dead…created the universe, but not one who sighs.”

Max surmises, we all do our own share of sighing. “All these sighs come from the same anxiety; a recognition of pain that was never intended, or of hope deferred.”  Wars, sickness, poverty, broken relationships, our own life troubles, all these situations cause us to sigh.

“Man was not intended to be separated from his creator; hence he sighs, longing for home. The creation was never intended to be inhabited by evil; hence she sighs, longing for the garden. And conversations with God were never intended to depend on a translator; hence the Spirit groans on our behalf, looking to a day when humans will see God face to face.”

This idea of sighing was implanted in my heart years ago, and I think of it often. Many times, when I sigh, especially a deep sigh, I remember this may not be the way the God intended our/my world to be. And God sighs too. 

So, Max concludes, he hangs this word “sigh” alongside the word comfort. He finds comfort in sighing and remembers, “The holy sigh assures us that God still groans for his people. He groans for the day when all sighs will cease, when what was intended to be will be.”

May we, too, find comfort in our sighing.

All quotes are from Max Lucado’s book God Came Near (1987) pp.63-66.

A Hedgehog and A Firefly

A flicker of light~
Twinkling and twirling around...
Fireflies at night.

While in Minnesota, our Ukrainian friends saw fireflies for the first time. They were excited. We were with them one evening, and the fireflies were dancing all around us. We all enjoyed seeing the fireflies, as well as our friend’s excitement.

A hedgehog I saw in the wild in Ukraine, 2008.

I told them the one and only time I saw a hedgehog was in Ukraine, and it was exciting to see it. We walked to a village after class one day, to an interpreter’s home, and we saw a cute, little hedgehog tucked away on the side of the path.

God is creative!

“God made the animals according to their kinds, the livestock according to their kinds, and all the crates that move along the ground according to their kinds. And God saw that it was good.” Genesis 1:24

Marjorie McNeely Conservatory

Last week I thought to myself, I sure would like to see some blooming flowers…where can I go in Minnesota this time of year? Como Park Conservatory came to mind.

Stunning.
Sweet buttery yellow with a touch of lavender.

We have gone to the Marjorie McNeely Conservatory in previous winters, to catch a glimpse of colorful flowers, and be surrounded by greenery and warm, moist air. The sunken garden is always a bright and beautiful.

Elegant.
White orchids…with sprinkles of purple dust…

It is a lovely oasis in Minnesota’s winters. 

Blue skies and sun shone through the glass walls and ceiling which adds a lot to the ambiance of the sunken garden.
Stunning burgundy lilies, outlined with a fine white line, were growing throughout much of the sunken garden.
Foxgloves were blooming in the sunken garden, along with cyclamen and other annuals.

I checked the website and discovered an annual orchid show was happening, during St. Paul’s winter carnival. I talked to a woman over the phone and she said it’s a great exhibit, but warned me it does get crowded. I bought tickets anyways…

A amazing array of color. Tables of orchids were set throughout the sunken garden.
A striking orchid bloom.

We did get in to see the beautiful orchids even though we had to wait in long lines. It was not what I had planned when I first thought of the idea, but it was an enjoyable change in plans.

Gorgeous.
An exquisite pattern on this foliage.

I can’t begin to name all the different types of orchids there are. It was enough to drink in all their beauty.

One can see a face on these orchids…natural…two eyes, a nose, a mouth…
Good-looking.

We saw many incredibly beautiful and interesting and unique orchids…in all different shapes and sizes and colors.  

Orange-colored orchids.
Pleasing purple.

It was hard to discern which photos to post. As it is hard to pick a favorite orchid.

Delicate.
Pearly and iridescent.

“Consider how the flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.” Luke 12:27

Merry Christmas

The children’s Christmas pageant at our church, includes shepherd and angels and cows etc.
Our wonderful children – telling and singing the Christmas story.
Luke 2: 8-12
And there were shepherds living out in the fields nearby, keeping watch over their flocks at night. An angel of the Lord appeared to them, and the glory of the Lord shone around them, and they were terrified. 

But the angel said to them, “Do not be afraid. I bring you good news that will cause great joy for all the people. Today in the town of David a Savior has been born to you; he is the Messiah, the Lord.  This will be a sign to you: You will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”

The full set design…the stable and a living room se,t complete with fireplace, for a grandmother and grandchild to reflect on the Christmas story. A new member of our church created this elaborate set.

Merry Christmas.

The North Shore 2022

Our trip to the north shore proved to be a lot more colorful than we were expecting.

We had already started seeing pockets of beautiful fall colors on our drive up, so I started to get a little excited…and then the colors began to pop out everywhere…with wonderful contrasts to the evergreen trees. 

Caribou Lake (1)
Caribou Lake (2)
Caribou Lake (3)

The weather also turned out better than I had hoped for, with warmer temperatures and some nice sunshine and blue skies (and one cloudy day). We had packed clothes for colder weather.

Carlton Peak (1)
Carlton Peak (2)
Looking inland from the Tofte overlook, on a spur trial off the Carlton Peak trail. (1)
Looking inland from the Tofte overlook, on a spur trial off the Carlton Peak trail. (2)

We followed our annual routine of balancing cabin time and lake time with hiking and local drives.

Sun rise over Lake Superior.

We watched the sun rise over the big lake and had a camp fire on the rocks. We stopped in Hinckley and Duluth on the way up, and stopped in Grand Marais one day. It’s all so familiar, yet all so refreshing, relaxing, and restorative… and so much fun!

The cabin lit up at night.
Our campfire set up, on the rocks.
Lake Superior was mostly calm.
A leaf-covered hiking trail through the forest.
Lake Agnes

The colors were breathtaking…everywhere we went. It was spectacular to see and hard to photograph with my iPhone.  

Birch trees.

But it was enough to witness the colors and breath in the fresh air, smell the different whiffs of pine scents, lake water, decomposing leaves, feel the crisp air and to “taste and see that the Lord is good” (Psalm 34:8a).

An artistic root system…

I stand in awe of the Creator of these incredible autumn colors.

Sawbill Trail.
Gooseberry Falls State Park
Gooseberry Falls Upper Falls

And the colors were not only up north…we saw them driving home, and right here in Northfield, and outside our front and back doors!

Our neighbor’s burning bush, where our mailbox is tucked in.

A Morning Walk

On my morning walk this morning, along the ponds in my neighborhood, I looked for nature photo ops, and found many signs of fall.

An acorn forming on an oak tree.
Grapes ripening in this mini-vineyard.
Goldenrod.
Goldenrod everywhere.
Sumac – soon the foliage will turn bright red-orange.
Sunflowers.
More sun flowers…or maybe yellow cone flowers.
Identified as New England Asters.
Several milkweed pods on this stem.
A milkweed pod soon to pop open.
A curious cat. Animals always are worth a photo…
‘Tis the season for apples.
Psalm 23: 1-4

The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
He makes me lie down in green pastures,
       he leads me beside quiet waters,
       he refreshes my soul.
He guides me along the right paths
       for his name’s sake.
 Even though I walk
      through the darkest valley,
      I will fear no evil,
     for you are with me;
     your rod and your staff,
    they comfort me
But summer is not over yet…my hibiscus in bloom, this week.