Month: December 2015

The Possum Chronicles – Christmas Edition


December 22nd, 6:15pm

A host of possums positioned themselves on top of the barn, looking, gazing, hypothesizing about the road.

Look there’s another one! (Havsum)

And another… (Daresum)

What are those lights Grissum? (Jensum)

Don’t know, but they seem to be lining the road. (Grissum)

They are Possum Ghost! (Knowsum) Coming back from the dead because of an improper burial!

What are you talking about? (Havsum)

Well, just a few weeks ago when all our friends, relatives and loved ones died on the road, we let the humans clean them up instead of going out there and dragging them off the road and buryin them proper…  They are up set and now they have come back to search us out, to find us and torment us….  THE END IS HERE! (Knowsum)

Oh please… (Havsum)

What if he’s right…. they could becoming for us… and they would know! (Jensum)

Know what? (Newsum)

That we are playing dead!  They know our secret! (Jensum)

There were more lights appearing… now they lined both sides of the road.

Grissum began to leave the roof…

Where are you going? (Daresum)

I am going to get a closer look. (Grissum)

Well I am going with you…. (Daresum)

You two are crazy! I’m staying right here! (Knowsum)

December 22nd, at 6:49pm

A “flock” of possums pass by Grissum and Daresum, running away from the road… screams, hisses, panic sounds emerge from the group…

Something about…. they’re back… the “spirits of the possums have come to haunt us”….

Grissum and Daresum ignore them and head on toward the road.

December 22nd, 7:03pm.

Grissum and Daresum make it to the road…. they see the lights and walk toward them.

December 22nd at 6:59pm

Jensum, Newsum and Dumsum made it to the road.

Carefully and slowly they crept toward the “lights”

December 22nd at 7:04 and 48 seconds….

A loud shout came comes from behind Jensum, Newsum and Dumsum…

“how did you three get here so quick?” (Daresum)

Startled each swings around, losing their bearings….

many lights are tipped over……..   which in reality… are bags with candles in them.  As the bags were turn over — from the commotion of the trio….  they catch on fire…

Jensum’s – who is still not in control – catches his tail on fire… the pain radiates through his body, he  hops, dances and wiggles trying to put the fire out…

screams, and hissing

December 22nd at 6:09 PM

Jensum …..

Screaming and hissing loudly ……. hopping and dancing about on the roof.

Newsum grabs Jensum and shakes Him…

“Wake Up… Wake Up!!! Jensum WAKE UP!” (Newsum)

Jensum comes out of his sleep while saying….

“My Tail is on fire!!!!”

Newsum smacks him….

You don’t have a tale! (Newsum)

Memories flood the mind.

Jensum attacks….

Problem… They’re on a roof.

A metal roof…



Two thuds.

December 22nd, 6:15pm

A host of possums positioned themselves on top of the barn, looking, gazing, hypothesizing about the road…..


The Rhythm of Christmas – 2

Luke 2:1-7



We hear the familiar sounds of the season no matter where we go.  Songs of Joy, of Peace and of Hope.  All designed to change our inward rhythm to be more festive in nature.

But the journey that lead up to the birth of Christ was anything but festive.

Joseph and Mary were going about their normal daily life when they received another message.  This time it wasn’t in a dream nor from the visitation of an Angel.  It was from a messenger sent from Caesar.  The message was clear, you must pack up and travel to your home town…

“we need to count you for tax purposes.”

Even though that “sounded like fun” (wink, wink)…

there was no maternity clause in the degree

So the Rhythm changed.

All of a sudden they needed to travel a great distance with someone who was great with child.  The trip its self probably started the labor pains. Her water probably broke on the way and labor pains increased the closer they got to Jerusalem.

No Epidural….

Natural Birth Only.

This of course is me imagining what it would be like to make that trip…

while one of you was with child and the other was just trying to make it better.

So it was a hard journey for them, filled with concern and anticipation of a birth…

one that at times may have seemed like it was going to happen on the side of the road…

and that would not have been safe.

But in the fullness of time, fulfilling prophecies from long ago. They made it to Bethlehem, the city of David, the place where King Jesus would be born.

And everything changed.

The rhythm went from hardship and concern to a flow of Joy and Excitement.  It went from fear to the feeling you have when you hold your child for the first time… a feeling that is indescribable.

A feeling that is second only to the experience of Jesus saving your soul when you accept Him

And that’s quite the Rhythm.

The Rhythm of Christmas

Luke 1:25-56



various in its existence

temporal in its placement

creator of experience

mover of feelings


It was probably an ordinary day for Mary. She was a faithful happy lady, engaged to be married to a faithful and happy man… life was good.  As she went about her normal daily tasks a visitor arrived  with a message that changed her life…

and ours.

A message that changed the rhythm of her day and sat in motion all sorts of rhythms for her future


of rejection

of hiding

of ridicule

of the harshness of travel

of running for safety

of uncertainty

of joy

of hope

of wonder

of pondering

of value

of feeling blessed.

Unique Rhythms no one else has ever had

but Rhythms that were set in motion by God as she became one of the major themes in His song of redemption.

Rhythms that we still ponder, sing, read and think about today.

What an awesome thought… to have a visitor sent from God, with a message from God

A message that would not only change her very soul…

but has changed ours as well…

for those of us who still believe.