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Tangled in the Lights

This Christmas I’m loving the bright lights that I’m seeing everywhere. I’ve strung them in new ways throughout my home and the evenings beckon me to quiet down and enjoy the twinkling show.
I smiled when I read Maya Angelou’s quote:
'I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights.'

I haven’t found myself tangled in the lights, at least not physically! However, it’s easy at Christmastime to get emotionally tangled in all the seasonal hype. But today I stumbled across a scripture verse that I’m embracing:

Then Jesus spoke to them again, saying, "I am the light of the world. He who follows Me shall not walk in darkness, but have the light of life." John 8: 12

Praise Jesus, the Light of the World! Merry Christmas to you, my precious friends. May you and I be drawn to Jesus like never before in the coming year.

Comments

  1. Now there's a light I gladly entangle myself in!

    I hope to see you again on my next trip to AZ, Mary. A return visit to Prescott is on my Wish List!

    A merry & blessed Christmas,
    Kathleen

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  2. Merry Christmas Mary! I'm so glad we've 'met' this year! You are a joy! Enjoy your time with your family and I'll 'see you' soon!

    Love,
    Sonja

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  3. Merry Christmas to you Mary!

    praying that we will be tangled in Him but not in the world!!

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  4. Amen Mary! Being drawn to Jesus and seeing HIS Light illuminating HIS ways ....yes, that is the Light I seek to follow!

    Bless you and yours and may you have a Very Merry Christmas! Hoping you get to have your precious daughters and grand-daughter with you!

    Love you!

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  5. love this post....love Maya Angelou and everything she says....she always inspires me....and that scripture....it's the best. I know it to be true. Merry Christmas to you and to your family. Wishing you a great holiday.

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  6. What a beautiful and powerful thought! And it is a wonderful privilege to be a part of those lights reflecting the Light of the world! I just pray that my bulb will not die down...Knowing it will affect the rest of the bulbs. Merry Christmas sister Mary and love to you!

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  7. Entangled in His Life is a good devotion. We do need to slow down and enjoy the beauty of Christmas.
    Enjoy the Babe who made it possible.
    Have a blessed Christmas.

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  8. Hi Saleslady371 -

    May the Light of JESUS brighten you in ways that only He can.

    He lives inside you, indeed.
    Go and glow, precious lady!

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  9. Lovely weather, gorgeous view where i am now with my boys- hope yours is just as wonderful!

    Wishing you a joyous and blessed Christmas, Mary!

    hugs,
    Silver

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  10. How interesting. I just now visited another blog that had that very same verse!

    Just the thought of its truth thrills me.

    A dark world, like the darkness in a cave - impenetrable.

    And then, like one match being struck - a baby is born.

    And Light enters the darkness - never to be extinguished...

    Praise to Jesus! And I join you, Mary, in your poignant wish - may we be drawn to Him like never before...

    Have a wonderful Christmas...

    GOD BLESS!

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  11. Good eveing, sweet friend!
    I was thinking of you earlier tonight as we prepared for the traditional Polish Christmas Eve supper at DH's daugher's place.

    Merry CHRISTmas, and thank you for the light you shine!

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  12. I don't want to get tangled in the lights Mary. You might have to help me untangle.

    I'm wishing you a wonderful Christmas with your family. Maybe I'll have to tag along with Kathleen when she visits next time. I'd love to see you too.

    Hugs,
    Debbie

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  13. Merry Christmas, Mary! I hope you are having a wonderful day of LIGHT and love.

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  14. I trust you had a good Christmas. Blessings.

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  15. Amen! That final paragraph really sums it all up, doesn't it???

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  16. Appreciate you recent comment to me, thank you dear. Blessings.

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  17. I like that Maya Angelou quote! I remember the old fashioned lights when I was a kid where we had to replace the bulbs AND untangle the cords! Have a blessed New Year!

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