Saturday, December 25, 2010

and in his Name all oppression shall cease

Most moving verse of the season award goes to the second verse of "O Holy Night"
Truly He taught us to love one another;
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains shall He break for the slave is our brother;
And in His name all oppression shall cease.
Tonight I'm fall-on-your-knees grateful.

Christmas in Dallas, with our family.

It's Disneyworld. It's a wedding feast, kill-the-fatted-cow-style. It's too much driving. My two favorite doggies. My best friends (most of them). Eating salsa like it's my job. It's not enough time to see everyone. Guilt.

We haven't cooked one meal for ourselves. Everybody we go out with lets us pick the restaurant.
I have given exactly zero thoughts over the past week to a) whether we have enough water in the cistern to shower, b) whether the internet is working, c) planning my day around when the power comes on or off.

I've instinctive said "mesi ampil" to exactly three waiters so far, and I cannot stop spitting in the shower (a precaution against accidental swallowing of the non-drinkable water).

Almost every morning, in that moment between waking and sleeping, I reach up to push off the mosquito net that isn't there.

Oh my Lord, thank you. Thank you, thank you. Thank you that we are safe. Thank you that we are healthy. Thank you for the water. Thank you for the vegetables, the vitamins, the lotion and Chapstick, the flannel sheets and that I'm only cold on the way to the car. Thank you for the family photos, for the tree in the living room, for the wedding ring I love to wear when I come home to America, for my mother and my father. Thank you for my car, for my clothes, for my warm shoes, for the full pantry.

I sometimes complain about my inbox- thank you for friends. I sometimes complain about my hectic Christmas Day schedule- thank you for family. I sometimes complain about my church - in Iraq the Christians had to stay home today. I sometimes complain about my husband - thank you for the most loving man I've ever met, my best friend and my partner in every minute. Oh thank you, thank you, thank you...

Thank you for your son, Emanu-el, God here hanging out with us.

Bon Noel!

Katie

2 comments:

  1. Great post, Katie. I'm so glad you're having a good vacation. See you soon!

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  2. Savor your days at home with family and friends. It sounds like when I was in the military and we would come home to visit for Christmas; wonderful and exhausting. You sometimes want to sit and cry over the things that you had forgotten how mch you missed. Hope your days are blessed.

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