Christmas Paperwhites & a Porch Swing


“No ear may hear His coming,
but in this world of sin,
where meek souls will receive Him still,
the dear Christ enters in.”


A storm of blackbirds descending on the neighborhood and chattering in the trees

Climbing into our big, dark attic and Jared hanging my porch swing

Early morning Bible study and conversations by the fire

Taking the train from the Van Buren station and coming back in time for the lighting of the courthouse for Christmas

The manager at the coffee shop who asked customers if they were doing Kingdom work today

“A Christmas Carol” at the old King Opera House

Windows open while I cleaned

A walk together at the end of the workday, just before dark and dinnertime

Soup & bread

Watching “The Magic of Ordinary Days” on a night when Jared got called out late

A new phone, glory hallelujah

Violet and paperwhite blooms in December

Laundry & Christmas cardmaking & baking jam-filled cookies for the neighbors

Playing dominoes with the group at church; Pam bringing decorations for the table and John’s homemade tamales

Pictures from the nieces and nephews’ Christmas train ride, Lila’s curly head in the window

Homemade refried beans

Wrapping a gift, bottling honey, and other Christmastime projects

Ladies Christmas Tea and the older women from our church sharing their stories so humbly around the table

A sweet Sunday morning, Doug leading us in Christmas hymns

Afternoon lattes and kitchen-table-ping-pong

Dinner with new friends and a glorious evening concert at a local church, featuring five grand pianos and a 60-member choir

Popping downtown for the last few gifts at Main Street Mercantile

Mailing packages and the friendly postman

Making a shepherd’s pie, the kitchen dark and warm at the end of day

Sitting on the porch swing before dinner, Jared writing a sermon while I hand-sewed Mom’s Christmas gift

Baking in my Mema sweater and the slippers Jared bought me, feeling like my grandma

Last sweet call with my yearlong writing student

Cardinals perched in our maple tree like fat, red berries in the branches

Reading for an hour in the quiet church sanctuary before evening Bible Study

A picture from Janaya of her school kids’ lunchroom

Handmade gifts from Bonnie

A walk in the December rain

Sourdough pizzas & Nat King Cole & crocheting more snowflakes than I need to hang in every window

Afternoon shopping with Jared just so we could be together, chai teas from Sweet Bay, and coming home to wrap it all

Our Christmas tree quite literally falling over while we were sitting there looking at it…

Church hymn sing & potluck, visiting and visitors

Leaving town after Sunday church for Christmas in Missouri, 7 Brew and good podcasts on the road

Turning into my old neighborhood, the house all lit for Christmas

A long table at Franklin’s for Monday lunch and Janaya waiting on all of us

The babies in their squishy-cheeks stage

Highlander grog coffee blend, a gift from Anna

A full house for a Melton Christmas: girls in the kitchen, games in the driveway, cars parked to the road, the cousins dressed like pilgrims down under the apple tree, Mom’s brisket for dinner, & each sibling bringing a homemade side dish

Giving each grandpa his gift

Driving back on Christmas Eve for our first married Christmas in Arkansas; the sun glow on the mountains at dusk, southbound birds, coming home

Christmas morning, coffee & cinnamon rolls, Jared giving me a few of my favorite things

Christmas lunch with Jared’s family, a rich steak meal, long afternoon for conversations over cups of wassail, and the windows open to let in the warm, southern breeze


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