Today was the first really frosty day of the winter, so I took my camera out for a walk with me, through the woods to the river. As I walked, I was thinking about the story of The Little Christmas Tree, and how it connects with the story of Mary, mother of Jesus. It had been on my mind since going to a talk by Rowan Williams at Grundisburgh Church (you can listen to the talk here , it is well worth listening to).
The Little Christmas tree is not strong and proud, thinking itself important. It knows it is smaller than the other trees, and far less imposing. What it does have to offer is shelter, hospitality, for the small animals and birds who are blown about in the storm. It also has a song to sing, a lullaby, at which “even the wind hushed to listen”.
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