I knocked over our Christmas tree today. It was an accident. I was bringing the storage box in form the garage, with intentions of putting it all away, when I bumped the tree with the box and CRASH! all went down. A blown glass ornament was shattered, and a few more had pieces broken that I can super glue, so over all the damage was not too great. And I'd been just about to pull the tree apart anyways,so it wasn't that big of a deal.
The tree wasn't the only thing that seemed crashed and broken today, though. A rough day here at the Mousenest Monastery. I'm emotionally drained from care taking.
So I brought our table back into the living room, and put a pretty light blue table cloth with a lace table cloth over it on it...in the place where the tree was. Re-hung the icons that happen to be on the wall there, and decided I'd do something decorative for Theophany. I got down the icon of the Baptism of our Lord, and propped it up against the wall, surrounded with cut holly leaves. A green glass plate with three white votive candles complete the picture. It's quite pretty. If I hadn't left my camera battery recharger in Nashville I could take a picture...but alas!
Today is also my nameday. St. Juliana of Lazarevo. I just remember that I usually pray her Akathist on this day, but so far have not done it. I was so busy taking care.
I did manage to sneak out for some back porch time...it's really really cold out there but my Coleman sleeping bag and a mug of hot cocoa got me through some belated ninth hour prayers. I so needed that. I feel less drained for having done that.
Pancakes for supper, I guess. And then I have to go grocery shopping. God have mercy!
I'm so glad this life is not the end of it all....it's been an OK day, but I think what's really kept me going is knowing that the Kingdom of Christ is not of this world and that there is a love and a hope and an eternity that is not like this. This has me filled with joy.