Merry Christmas

As I drive into my neighborhood I am greeted by light. 

The house on the right has woven colored strands of green and red into the tall maple tree at the front.  White icicle lights hang from the inverted V on the top of the house. The house to the left has red and white candy cane lights bordering the front lawn. 

Farther down is a house that is a display of white: white lights in the trees and bushes, white icicles hanging from the eaves, and white lights circling the large wreath above the garage door.

Around the corner is a garish inflated snowman waving as I drive by. In the yard next to that is a train, it’s lights sequenced so that it looks like the wheels are turning.

I turn onto our street and each house has lights of some sort – some subtle, some not. In addition to our outside lights, this year we have chosen to put a single candle in every window pane.

I wonder how all of these lights look from high above our little neighborhood; I hope they look like a giant cake covered in candles. 

We are celebrating the birth of our Lord Jesus. 

Merry Christmas, all.

Thanks so much for stopping by. I'm here early most mornings with one of my photos and a few words about life and those thin places where faith intersects.
5 comments
  1. Dear Linda: So glad I found your new home–thanks for the heads up!

    I believe we enjoy Christmas lights because they make us think of Heaven, and what it will be like, when Jesus illumines the entire City. I can’t wait!

    New Year Blessings,
    Jen

    1. Welcome Jeanette! I can’t wait either.

  2. I love your new site. I hope our lights look like one big birthday from above too:)

    1. I’m glad you found me here, Kara!!

  3. We put up icicle lights in front and on the back deck. Not for anyone else, but just for us. (Our house is set back from the road and no one driving by would see them.) I think we’ll do it again next year.

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