The rhythm of a simple home
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices.
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The season of Advent is upon us and this first week is to be full of hope.
Every year, since I could ever remember, my mum has an Amaryllis at Christmas.
My sister in her house, and me in my house have continued this tradition.
We plant them in a bit of soil and some garden rocks just before Thanksgiving and
we wait as the first tender shoots begin to emerge from its dark bulb.
Each in our own homes, apart this year, but full of hope that by Christmas the stems will have grown
tall and strong and at least one large full flower will blossom.
Our homes are dressed for the season. Beauty and cheer fill each dark corner with light.
Here where I live there has been a request sent forth on all kinds of social media that on Christmas Eve,
At six o’clock in the evening each person shall stand in their own doorway and ring a bell for two minutes.
This is to say to one another that though we may not be gathered together in the way we are used to or in the way we would like to be, we are not alone!
You may be isolated, elderly, filled with sorrow, encompassed by great loss and yet you will hear
The bells on Christmas Day.
Open up your heart and hear them
Peace on earth goodwill to men.
And hope for a weary world.
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