Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul This day of the longest night I waken shivering in the hayloft to the roaring torrents of cold sleet tormenting this frail roof. The longest night was surely inflicted with terrors – a man yelling above the storm at Eve’s cottage door. Fully awake now I’m aware it wasContinue reading “Post #3.13, Tuesday, 12-31-2019”
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Post #3.12, Thursday, December 26, 2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul Thank you God for giggles of children, for beauty shining through old pox. Thank you God, for riches of life and for family to share in all of this. Amen. Echoing through imagination is the dark tune of the Jesus birth with all its angels, the bold star andContinue reading “Post #3.12, Thursday, December 26, 2019”
Post #3.11, Wednesday, December 25, 2019 (Merry Christmas)
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul Why do these old-time earthy details of numbers and politics even matter? All anyone needs to know is that the angels sang, the shepherds searched and the baby Jesus was found. God is with us, so what else matters? The last berries of autumn and the honey and creamContinue reading “Post #3.11, Wednesday, December 25, 2019 (Merry Christmas)”
Post #3.10, Tuesday, December 24, 2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul “Where would you look to find God’s own baby Jesus?” Daniel answered, “I would ask Aunt Enola. She always goes to help where the new babies are.” His answer draws smiles all around the table. Eve hides her smile bowing her head because the veils are drawn behindContinue reading “Post #3.10, Tuesday, December 24, 2019”
Post #3.9, Thursday, 12-19-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul We’re shuttered from the winter so not the slightest starlight seeps here. The silence in darkness owns this table of Eve. Sure the stew is steaming but in six separate bowls. Wafts of fragrant herbs rise in six individual mists, one for each separate person. The bread is stillContinue reading “Post #3.9, Thursday, 12-19-2019”
Post #3.8, Wednesday, 12-18-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul Nightfall, and Eve is inside preparing and I’m out here tending the fire and stirring the pot. I hear them coming – Celeste and Daniel are racing up the hill, playful and chattering. Ezra and Colleta with the baby are taking their own good time for the slow trudge. Continue reading “Post #3.8, Wednesday, 12-18-2019”
Post #3.7, Tuesday, 12-17-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul The first winter snows are a blank slate for new projects and for following fresh rabbit tracks to find the tastiest roots and leaves most hidden. Ezra and I felled a solid tree and from that I honed boards for table and benches. It is raw and warping fromContinue reading “Post #3.7, Tuesday, 12-17-2019”
Post #3.6, Thursday, 12-12-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul She can’t eat when her face is covered in bee nets. Eve sits on the hearthstone near the coals smoldering under the kettle. There is a bed but no chair. The soup is hot and good. But she has only one bowl and one spoon in this house and thatContinue reading “Post #3.6, Thursday, 12-12-2019”
Post #3.5, Wednesday, 12-11-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul “Papa, are you telling me that it was your own father who was the Pharisee with the dreaded skin disease?” “Yes, it was my father who, just like you, had the scars from the pox. The priests of the temple would not declare him clean even though he wasContinue reading “Post #3.5, Wednesday, 12-11-2019”
Post #3.4, Tuesday, 12-10-2019
Historical setting: 561 C.E. Gaul “Eve you have asked me to tell you the details of the story of the ‘pagan’ with the ‘dreaded skin disease.’ It did happen in Bethany, so I know the telling of it better than did the other gospels where it was written in different ways. It was aContinue reading “Post #3.4, Tuesday, 12-10-2019”
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