Greetings Dear Reader,
On this last day of 2015 I celebrate and anticipate. My new book, Sheetrock
On the Road is out. My Grandsons
seem to be enjoying their Christmas gifts.
I still have a few days of vacation left.
All that has passed this year is just that. It has passed. Some of my losses have been small and negligible. Others go to the center of who I am. I lost a dear friend suddenly yesterday. He was a good man and I will write more about
him later after the dust settles.
There have also been many blessings in the year. I have done well at some of my goals and completed
some projects that I listed last January.
I realize that in my major goal of showing the love of Christ to
everyone I am improving but still have a great distance to travel.
What I must constantly deal in is hope. I cannot always comfort others. I cannot always explain how life unfolds as
it does for anyone including myself. I
can deal in hope. I can assure others
that I journey with them and there is a way out of the darkness.
I must work harder to push the echoes of the Christmas bells
further into the New Year. I must count
the blessings that I have. I will seek
to follow Christ more closely and hone my heart in love, mercy, kindness, and
grace. In this will I sustain my hope
and share it with others.
As a final note for this year, I want you to know how much
of a blessing you are Dear Reader. I
love and treasure you. I leave you with
this amazing piece of must to remind you that you matter. If you find your hope wavering feel free to
let me know. I will try to help mend
it. Lori, please sing along with
me. The rest of you are welcome as well.
Closing
of the Year – Wendy and Lisa
If I cannot bring you comfort
Then at least I bring you hope
For nothing is more precious
Than the time we have, and so
We all must learn from small misfortunes
Count the blessings that are real
Let the Bells ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year
Let the Bells Ring out for Christmas
At the closing of the year
Up on the knees of a Sergeant Major
Ride through the woods with the wind in your hair
Silver bells on a golden reindeer
As they race to the castle over there
If I cannot bring you comfort then at least I bring you hope
Now all the winter bells are ringing
Hear them echo through the snow
And the children’s' voices singing
On the streets so far below
This is a time to be together
And the truth is somewhere here
Within our love of people
At the closing of the year
We'll walk in the sun
With all of the faith
And all of the Patience
All of the way
With all of us right
And all of us saying
"No one an island"
We'll fly in the arms of time
Walk in the waves, never fall
Don't fall.....
At the closing of the year...
At the closing of the year!
If I cannot bring you comfort, then at least I bring you
hope
Then at least I bring you hope.....
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every writer
who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a home
owner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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