Silent Nights

O God, who hast caused this holy night to shine with the illumination of the true Light: Grant us, we beseech thee, that as we have known the mystery of that Light upon earth, so may we also perfectly enjoy him in heaven; where with thee and the Holy Spirit he liveth and reigneth, one God, in glory everlasting. Amen.

The Christmas activities have pretty well abated here at the Fodder Family farm. Presents were demolished with a vengeance on Christmas Eve, in accordance with our somewhat quirky tradition. Alexas enjoyed her annual Christmas rawhide. And Gwyn's Christmas Day ham came out with a glaze of golden perfection.

Late last night, I spent sometime out on our porch, pipe-in-hand, looking at the winking stars of a cold Oklahoma sky.

I don't know what the birth of Christ was like in Bethlehem. I wasn't there. But something in me hopes it was a bit like the satisfying quiet of last night.

Happy Christmas, Friends.

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