If I’m Still Enough

Sometimes when the light is right and if I’m still enough I catch the glitter of tinsel dust that floats above melted memories of magic and mystery in the waiting and anticipation of gifts delivered in the night and I long for simple times when I delighted in an unseen omnipotent giver and all I had to do was be good. Yet if I’m still enough I find the Light is right and goodness seeps from shadows in the night and Omnipotence passes gentle gifts a Gift and all I have to do is receive. If I’m still enough. Written in response to David Wheeler’s prompt to write a poem about Noel ghosts as a Random Act of Poetry for The High Calling. Linking hearts with Faith Barista Bonnie Gray’s challenge today to unwrap Jesus and celebrate...