There is always enough

Of Christmas Eve my endeavour is to savour the hope of the day to come with generous portions of rest and God tickling scumptiousness. There was a moment of piercing joy yesterday when I went out again with Matt to the Car phone Warehouse in Chesterfield to buy Ivan a new phone and for a moment I experienced the intensity of giving as if in that moment I would have died for him; the love was so overwhelming. I can only believe that this love is how God feels about me all the time and I just get glimpses of it to motivate me into generousity of living and giving.

We now have a well stocked larder and fridge, an abundance of gifts to give and presents amassing under the tree. Whilst checking the vegetable requirements for tommorrow I discover a need for carrots and parsnips. A visit to our local shop revealed that there had been an early morning rush on both carrots and sprouts and there were going to be families in Grindleford that would be going without this Christmas. Our vegetable offering will consist of three carrots, some aged sprouts, a swede and some green peas. I do have potatoes to roast and a butternut squash will add orange colour where the carrots are lacking. It will all be very splendid on the day.

Sophie is dashing through the snow in her little Panda with the two rat boys in tow on the back seat and should be here for an extravagant curry with authentic samosas from Blackburn. All is turning to slush outside and the weather could be grey and uninviting for the obligitory Christmas walk. But we have the fireside and each other's company for entertainment plus the revels of Christmas day itself.

There is always enough of everything to go round and who misses what they do not have?