Love and Joy Come to You


candle in the window

Legend says as the American West was being settled by pioneers,  a candle was often left burning in a window after dark.  This marked the cabin as a safe place to stop for rest.  For the past week I have been anticipating the arrival of my three grown kids from various places.  I’ve had a candle on the window sill as a happy reminder they would soon be home.

Ice has been our family nemesis this holiday season.  The oldest slipped out of Oklahoma between threats of ice.  The youngest had me on pins and needles arriving along with the ice here.  And the middle child is bunking down in a strange hotel in Chicago.  She made it that far from Paris, but can get no closer to home since the rest of the route is ice covered.  And now snow has started.  Not the fluffy, flakey snow, but the kind that pelts you in the face stinging with every blow.  It mocks me as I hear it bounce on the roof making me wonder if air travel is going to be any better tomorrow.

But we are all safe and warm.  We all have a comfortable bed to sleep in even if it is not under the same roof tonight.  We will be together soon.  For now I will content myself with some Christmas music, the cheer of the candle in the window, and the knowledge that the snow outside will look so much prettier when we are all together.

snowy front steps

Good master and good mistress,
As you sit beside the fire,
Pray think of us poor children
Who wander in the mire.
Love and joy come to you,
And to you your wassail, too,
And God bless you, and send you
A Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year

(The Wassail Song)

About may

I am a married mother of three fabulous young adults. I have been married to one great guy for over a quarter of a century and hope we haven't reached the halfway point of our marriage yet. Writing helps me sort things out and allows me to avoid unsavory tasks that I probably should be doing. I've reached middle age in middle America and am anxious to see what comes next.
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8 Responses to Love and Joy Come to You

  1. Barbara says:

    May they all arrive safely and your candles glow all the warmer! What joy!

  2. I am always amazed at the connections you make, May. I pray that your children stay warm and safe where they are until they return to the safety of your home. And I will pray for safe travels for all – the weather and travel conditions do not look pleasant where you are. Here we have a rather bizarre and balmy (with a note of tropical) 66 degrees today.

    • may says:

      It is so strange! We had two days in the 60s followed by days in the 20s. No wonder there are tornadoes around the country!

  3. You have such a beautiful soul, May. I pray that everyone is together soon.

  4. Oh, I hope that as I’m writing these words, the last of your flock has returned to the nest! And that you do not even see them because you are too busy celebrating with your brood. Merry Christmas to you all!

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