Be embraced, millions!
This kiss for the whole world!
Brothers, above the starry canopy
Must a loving Father dwell.
Do you bow down, millions?
Do you sense the Creator, world?
Seek Him beyond the starry canopy!
Beyond the stars must He dwell.
Some forty years later and in mountain foothills on the other side of the continent, another clear and icy Christmas eve brings renewed hope and faith. Tio Pat, Tia Zoila and their children, Lucia Patricia and Wilson, arrived from Panama on Wednesday to spend their holiday in the boundless hospitality of Kurt and Bea. We will join together this evening for an expanded family dinner in the Stone House, reminiscing on the past and ruminating about our futures.
Our temporary home is decorated with tree and trimmings and festive lights, a constant log fire warming us. What brings us most cheer and warmth are the innumerable gifts of love and friendship offered over these past months; they float about in this Glass House and comfort Kelly and her family at every moment.
The five of us witnessed the lunar eclipse earlier this week; a beautiful moon colored the red of the Sedona cliffs crossed quietly under a great clear canopy of stars. On this Christmas eve, we announce again our faith in God and his mercy and our love for family and friends. God bless each of you and keep you healthy and hardy.
The Dillons