Miracle on Sacramento Street
Last night as I was finally driving home (after useful therapy and acupuncture appointments), a snatch of the angels' song from Auden's For the Time Being (which I had managed to read over the weekend) burst into my head:
Sing Glory to God
And good-will to men,
All, all, all of them.
Run to Bethlehem.
So I've been running to Bethlehem. And the joy is starting to break through.
Christmas blessings to you all!