IT IS JUST THE WAY THINGS ARE SUPPOSE TO BE

Something is gripping for me about the adage: "You're welcome at my fire anytime." It's almost midnight, I am sitting here listening to the wind and rain thinking of why this invitation is so intriguing... Okay, here is my conclusion: The invitation is hospitality, but its more. It is an invitation to join in security and rest... when you don't have either. "Fire" insinuates more than a geographical location... its emotional and spiritual. In a period of aloneness(different in my mind than loneliness), fear, or struggle for hope... I suppose few things could be better said by a fellow mortal than for them to open their heart... and invite.

This is a good 'ole southern "howdy" from Kyle - I spent Thanksgiving in Georgia with this good friend, his wonderful family, and his dog Hank.

The Christmas season actually began this week at my house... our Christmas lights went up and then Walter and I had a little official ceremony which consisted of going outside and taking video and pictures of our lights... then we went back inside to study.