When I lie in bed, I'm now looking straight at this:
|In front of the broom flowers is our Advent 'wreath'. The plate it's on belongs to my parents and was painted by my nephew, Aidan.|
And we're trying to prepare ourselves for Christmas, too. As we light the advent candles we've been working through this Advent devotional, plus many days I've been able to make time to read and reflect on a poem from Haphazard by Starlight.
Come, Lord Jesus!