The light they will remember around our table

The darkness settles and we look forward to it.

The lights are turned out one by one

as we put our feast on our family table.

It's not much, a pot of soup that has

warmed our home by it's smell for hours.

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We come looking forward to the warmth

of the food and the candles and a father

who covers us with the word of God.

All things that keep us warm.

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There is something about looking across

a candle-lit table into the eyes of your

children. Catching a glimpse of your husbands

smile as he listens to a story told by his 3 year old

stirs my love for him and helps me remember why

I fell in love in the first place.

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Reminding my daughter that these tradtions

in her own home

will be what's remembered.

The night time feast.

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The homemade bread and homemade butter

that sit and wait to be enjoyed.

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We linger.

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We get out another candle and it's an invitation

to stay at our table for alittle longer.