Dp and I were trying to get the oven to stay on so we could cook some bacon wrapped dates. Don't we all love how trendy bacon is these days? No shame in loving you some bacon.
Mary started to get upset, which was somewhat expected for the time of day. I put on some relaxing Christmas piano music which she seemed to really enjoy. She got quiet and smiley.
Back to the oven.
Back to roasting eggplant.
Back to mashing potatoes.
Back to steaming tamales.
It started softly but grew. I looked and Dp, and he at me, and us at Mary.
She was singing.
I imagine God smiling, delighting in the joyful noise celebrating his birth, and maybe singing along.
Make a joyful noise unto the LORD, all the earth: make a loud noise, and rejoice, and sing praise. Sing unto the LORD with the harp; with the harp, and the voice of a psalm. Psalm 98:4
1 comment:
I'm smiling through tears. Thank you.
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