“But our homes are under miraculous skies
Where the yule tale was begun. . . .
…To an open house in the evening
Home shall men come,
To an older place than Eden
And a taller town than Rome.
To the end of the way of the wandering star,
To the things that cannot be and that are,
To the place where God was homeless
And all men are at home.”
– from “The House of Christmas,” G.K. Chesterton.
May yours be a Christmas of deep and wonder-filled merriment, friends!