Second Sunday in Advent...and baking.....

We shared communion this morning. We were again reminded of Christ's death until he comes again. There is something that happens to us when we share in that meal. We sit and think of the great sacrifice that took place in order for us to be able to break the bread and drink the wine. We reflect on what that looks like in today's world of "self"...self-serving, making sure I come first, and not another, looking to my own interests instead of the interests of others. Jesus came to show us how we aught not be first, but last; how it is better to serve than to be served. It's just all backward from the way the world tends to show itself. I like Jesus' way better.

The second purple Advent candle was lit too, this morning, the candle of peace. We sang songs of peace and prayed for peace throughout the world.....the peace that comes from Christ....the peace that passes all understanding.

So was the morning.

The afternoon arrived and out came the decorations from the many boxes. Cpl. Nutcracker stood at attention on the dining room table and watched over the proceedings as garland appeared and wreaths and every manner of Christmas remembrance....some were home-made by our children, some given to us by friends, others purchased in some particular little shop - all with a story.

Then I baked up the croissants. The dough had been left in the fridge overnight. They didn't rise as much as they should have but, ya, once again there just happened to be two fatalities.....one for husband and one for me. Yum

Who knows what tomorrow will bring, but for today, it was full and enjoyable not to mention tiring.