Our little halls are decked merrily for the holiday season, but last night, a young dinner guest asked me why we don’t have a Christmas tree. I grinned, wondering how I could explain Mercy.
Mercy is our exceptionally lively, gravity-defying 4-month old kitten. Mercy sprints. Mercy bounds. Mercy vaults. Mercy even tries to climb walls--and gets higher than you would think. To survive Mercy, a Christmas tree would have to be anchored to the floor, tethered to the wall, and suspended from the ceiling!
The only safe place for a tree: high on our highest windowsill
“Because of and through the heart of tender mercy and loving-kindness of our God, a Light from on high will dawn upon us….” –LUKE 1:78 (AMP)