Christmas was good...

 After a rough Christmastide, Christmas weekend and day were good.  As gifts go, this year was one of the best in years:  beautiful gray sweeter, awesome Starbucks cocoa gift set, a bike rack to take "Gypsy" bike places on "Stormy" car, heavy winter coat, two dressy western flannel shirts (one green & one turquoise), and a nice pair of snow boots (plus many small items too!).  But even more important were the memories made and those shared.  I am here spending time in KY with my beloved Robby, and with the coming winter storms, will be here longer than originally planed.  ^_^



A thought from Christmas' gone by:
THE LADEN TABLE ~ Irish Christmas Eve Tradition

After the evening meal on Christiams Eve, the Kitchen table was again set, and upon it was placed a loaf of bread filled with raisins and caraway seeds, a milk pitcher, and a large lit candle.  The door of the house would be left unlatched so that Mary and Joseph, or any wandering traveller, could partake of the welcome meal.

Such it was in days of old, and now again we will seek to do that again.  As I have begun prepping for whatever path God has for the future, I began looking over alot of notes and remembering stories from my journey, I wonder where is all this going?

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Christmas is coming...

Christmas is coming as it does every year...
Shopping, laughter, fun, games, food, family, friends, and all the normal festiveness   Yet this year it is just not the same.  Yes, Jesus is still Lord. Yes, Robby and I are still strongly married.  Yes, I am home helping  my family for a bit while we get housing in order here.... yet a dark cloud still hangs over the air....
Still I try....
Try to find the joy of this season.
Try to find the ray of hope.
Try to remember Him who was born to die for us all.
Try to remember that I too belong to Him.
Try to remember all the blessings He has given...
Even in this time of trials.

So as this night closes and I prepare to sleep, again with Patrick of Ireland I say, "I recline this eve to a might strength, the invocation of the Trinity, through the belief in the Oneness, through confession of the Threeness of the Creator of the Universe!  Amen!"

~ Traveller Gal, out!

A Goal: Holiday Work

 Snow hath come this Christmastide as of yesterday.  At last, we have good white snow.  The city looks so white and pure, thought that most likely will not last long.  Even my bike, "Meg", loves this... though I dont dare taker her out on the streets in this weather.  It looks as if tis finnally time to rest her for the winter.  Until we meet again in the spring, dear "Meg".  I am sure the bike shop will care for you well.



As everyone left for Thanksgiving, and is now preparing to leave for Christmas, Robby and I are being able to pick up a bunch of extra paid work.   And that is a good thing, as in January we are journeying to Dine Bikeyah for about a week, to do some ministry prep work.  I know the holiday season is normally spent in festive celibration, but the call to Dine Bikeyah is even stronger than the call of Christmastide celibrations.  Besides other than Aaron, Skot and Rachel, and a few other families, we are not close to many here.  Our Christmas was spent with Rob's family over Thanksgiving.

I love how they have made the L and other lines all festive.  In this busy busling city, it is nice to have some good will and spirit of cheer.  I just pray that everyone, whether traveling home, journeying through the city, or snug as a bug with their computer and a cup of fireside chai tea, never forgets the Babe born on Christmas morn.  We ought not celebrate Him one morn, but all 365 days of the year.  Let us not blought out the lesson we have learned on the journeys way, and share His love all the more with those about us.

~ Traveller Gal, out!

Didean is No More...

Didean will have to close her doors before she ever officially opened.  *La sigh*  And we only hosted 3 travellers, not counting Robby or me... prior to closing!  Why might you ask, because Jo and my jobs are both no more.  Her husband works as does Robby, but their limited janitorial work does not come close to paying the bills.
*Cries* And all this is while Robby is in Tennessee still!  What to do? What to do?!  What to do?!?

Maybe this means it is time to begin the road to Robby and my journey-task.... is Dine Bikeyah calling...
Some of our family in Tennessee has offered to give us a place to stay, but there is no chance we will do that before we get married... so then... We must move our wedding day up.  I have the dress... the rest... that is up to Him.  ^_^  The open road is calling, and at last I can go forward!

~ Traveller Gal, out!