New Sherwood

A little bit of heaven

We picked up a Christmas tree this evening – not the one I wanted, but the one LeXuan wanted. She had decorating plans, you see. And she made it more beautiful than I could have imagined.

Heaven must be something like…

a cold December night,
a blazing fire in the woodstove,
a new Christmas tree,
the sounds of Handel,
a rose-cheeked woman nursing a baby and teaching
origami to her children,
a glass of red wine,
children excited over hot chocolate,
a child reading Dickens,
a child reading Tolkein,
a tiny hand grasping for ornaments,
the warmth of Christmas approaching,
the promise of a child’s life,
wonder at the grace of it all.


December 17, 2008 - Posted by | Uncategorized


  1. +JMJ+

    Jeff, I hadn’t known you were a poet! =D This is beautiful–and brilliant!


    Comment by Enbrethiliel | December 17, 2008 | Reply

  2. There are some moments you wish to capture, preserve, but they flit by. Hold them in your heart because truly they are the preview of Heaven. Wonderful!


    Comment by Jim Curley | December 17, 2008 | Reply

  3. Enbrethiliel: Thank you, but all the poetry was in the moment itself. I’ve been reading Sancta Sanctis … hope your Advent cheers up!

    Jim: So true. Sometimes one wishes to be frozen in time. Right now we’re just frozen. :-)


    Comment by Jeff Culbreath | December 18, 2008 | Reply

  4. You make me cry. Glad you’re okay.


    Comment by elena maria vidal | December 19, 2008 | Reply

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