Not a creature was stirring...

It is quiet in the house. The communion bread and cup have been passed, the gifts opened, breakfast eaten. Lovett got a video game, so we won't see him again until he's 18. Dora got bunches of doll stuff and a Mary Poppins DVD. Zelda didn't sleep well last night and she is taking a nap. I filled up the bird feeders so the chickadees and titmice and the finches that are still around will have a nice Christmas buffet to jumpstart their little metabolisms in this cold wind.

It is quiet in the house. In my little corner of the world, there is peace. Thank you, Jesus.

Merry Christmas to you all.