She is good at many many things.
One thing she is good at is introducing us to celebrations and traditions and happenings all around the cities and in this case, all around the world.
A few days ago, Amy stopped by the house bearing the Peace Light. This was part of a chain of candle light that originated in Bethlehem and made its way to New York, then across the country to our good and wonderful state here in the middle.
For some background on the peace light, here is a description from the website:
"Each year, a child from Upper Austria fetches the light from the grotto in Bethlehem where Jesus was born. The light is carried in two blast proof miners lamps on an Austrian Airlines jet from Tel Aviv Israel to Vienna Austria from where it is distributed at a Service of Dedication to delegations from across Europe who take it back, with a message of Peace, to their own countries. Austrian Airlines then flies the miners lamps containing the Peace Light from Bethlehem to New York City. The goal of this web site is help the light spread like the branches of a huge tree rooted in New York and spreading across the continent."
Here is the flame that was lit by the peace light and glowed in our home for a few hours. I almost had a panic attack that night when I leaned over to the family at a birthday dinner and asked each one, "Did you blow out the candle?!" I was more nervous about the house burning down, but at the same time, I didn't want the light to go out. It was a wonderful concrete connection we had for a time to the birthplace of Jesus.
Thanks, Amy for the few hours of peace you brought to our home this Christmas season. People talk a lot about "slowing down", eliminating some of the craziness of the season, and remembering its real purpose. But, Amy made this actually possible one Saturday and I thank her.
What will she teach us next?