18. Yummy Partial-Wheat Bread

About ten years ago, I received a bread-maker as a Christmas present. Ever since I got into the habit of using it, our family has enjoyed the delight of fresh bread on a regular basis. Once I found that I could buy organic whole-wheat flour from a local mill, I had the added confidence that I was serving my family the healthiest bread on the face of the planet. Or so I believed. Friends always looked forward to bread at my house; and at church potlucks, it always went like proverbial hotcakes. 

Whole-wheat flour is notorious for rapidly going rancid. I buy it as fresh as possible and keep it in the freezer to preserve the oils in the highly nutritious wheat germ. But there was something that puzzled me: the mill mentioned one day that it didn’t need to be put in the freezer. I quietly wondered about that for a couple of years. 

At the Farmers’ Market on Wednesdays, I frequently have long conversations with some of the local Hutterites, whose table is a short distance from mine. I’ve been impressed with the agricultural knowledge and ethics of this particular colony, Pine Haven, located a few minutes southeast of Wetaskiwin. They seem to consider it their responsibility before God to carefully steward their land. And well they should. Although the colony does not call their produce organic (the certification process is a long and difficult one), their vegetables are grown without synthetic fertilizers and their meat and poultry are raised using things like oregano in the feed and water as well as probiotics to ward off disease before it starts. 

One market day last summer, I had a long chat with one of the Hutterite men who has taken an interest in growing original grains. He told me that he has been working with three different ancient or heritage grains, as they are called, and making some of the flour available for sale along with their other produce. I was keen to buy a bag of his flour and try it out. 

As I paid for it, he told me to make sure to keep it in the freezer. So I talked to him about the organic flour I had been buying and how confused I was that they’d told me it wouldn’t spoil. He promptly offered an answer to the riddle. Most wheat today, he said, has been genetically modified to one end or another, and one of the modifications they make is breeding the wheat germ right out of the kernel in order to improve the shelf-life. This leaves just the endosperm, which contains the gluten (a form of protein) and the wheat bran. So if this were true of my flour, it would mean that all this time I had been buying—not whole-wheat flour—but two-thirds-wheat flour. One very important, God-designed part would be missing. I was not impressed with this possibility. 

Since that day, I have done some reading on the whole GMO thing. I understand now that there are over 30,000 different strains of wheat. They have been developed to many different ends: to make them resistant to herbicides like Round-Up; to help them survive difficult climatic conditions; and to change the composition in different ways for various reasons, the remove-the-wheat-germ scheme being a case in point. Gluten contents have been manipulated to make them “perform” better in specific products. One of the concerns here is that the “super-glutens” created are difficult for us to digest properly, and one of the questions posed is whether this trend in part explains the burgeoning numbers of people being diagnosed with celiac disease. 

The health concerns of GMOs include “endocrine disruption, reproductive disorders and sterility, digestive problems, rapid aging, organ damage, autoimmune problems, insulin imbalances....” Every human currently consuming GMOs on a regular basis is actually an unwitting test subject in a giant biotechnology experiment.”¹

Even crazier is the news that human DNA is being used in some of these grains, now no longer technically called plants but rather “organisms.” All my reading was making me pretty paranoid, and I was ready to throw away my “organic whole-wheat flour” from the local mill on principle alone. But I decided to let them speak for themselves first. A phone call reassured me that my flour is not genetically modified. But neither does it contain wheat germ. It is mechanically removed so that the flour can sit on the shelf for six months without spoiling. 

“But,” I protested, “you call it whole wheat, and it’s really only two-thirds.” 

And he answered, “But we don’t call it 100% whole wheat.” ___________________________________________ 

1. http://www.naturalnews.com/033007_GM_wheat_experimental.html

17. Indispensable Iodine

Last week I was sitting at my table at the Farmers’ Market when a woman came up and commented on my colloidal silver, asking if I made my own. 

“Yes,” I told her, “I bought a good generator for my own purposes, and then, since I sit at the market anyway with my books and CDs, I decided to make the silver available at a low price.”

 As we talked it quickly became evident that she was a health enthusiast with a lot of knowledge. I was surprised when she said she was from St. Albert—I wondered what would bring her to our market. Well, she had a table at the market too; she comes here about once a month on a rotating schedule. When I inquired what her product was, she explained that she leases a machine—that actually won a Nobel Prize—that scans your skin and gives a read-out as to the level of antioxidants you have in your body. 

“How long does it take?” 

“About two minutes.” 

“How much does it cost?” 

“Ten dollars.” 

“I’ll be right there,” I told her as she left. 

I gathered up my valuables, deserting my table and all my stuff, and off I went. Found her and her friend, laid down my ten-spot, and stuck my hand in front of their machine. A minute and a half later, they looked at my printout, their eyes got big, and they said, “Congratulations! No one we’ve ever checked has had as high a score as you!” They showed me that my score was 91,000 on a scale of 10,000 to 100,000 (I’m not sure what the unit is) and told me that the average person falls between 20,000 and 29,000.

 “Wow!” I said, wondering why this was. Most of us know that our antioxidant level is usually proportional to the amount of fruit and vegetables we eat. This is one of the reasons why Health Canada is always urging us to get our five to ten per day. I try, but I don’t think I do any better that most people. I try to have a salad most evenings, and some cooked veggies with my meat and potatoes. I might have a piece of fruit in the course of a given day; maybe even two. I sometimes have some tomatoes or bell peppers with my eggs in the morning. But really, when all is said and done, I might only average five servings daily. 

When I saw my husband that evening and told him all about the scan, I pondered again why my antioxidants were so high. 

“Maybe it’s all the iodine you take,” Greg suggested. 

“Hmm. I wonder.” I went off to my office, googled “iodine antioxidants,” and quickly discovered that iodine does indeed act as a powerful antioxidant in the body most of the time—and can act also as an oxidant, “when it needs to,” whatever that means. 

I mentioned in my last article that the skin uptakes a lot of iodine when there is plenty to go around, and I speculated that perhaps this would give the skin a fighting chance against the oxidative damage of sun exposure. This brings to mind another snippet of information from my past reading: Although among Japanese men there is a very high percentage of heavy smokers, they have the lowest percentage of lung cancer. The theory is that with the Japanese population having the highest intake of iodine among people groups worldwide (13 mg. daily, approximately what I take), given that mucous membranes retain high levels of iodine when there is general body sufficiency, and given that iodine is known to kill abnormal cells … well, you get the picture. And this picture supports my hunch about iodine keeping the skin healthy.

This reminds me of a case I read about at www.health-science-spirit.com/iodine.html. Dr. Guy Abraham is “an endocrinologist who today is providing the backbone of the movement back toward the use of iodine as an essential, safe and effective medicine.” He says this: 

We placed an 83-year-old woman on ortho-iodo supplementation [all the iodine a body can possibly use] for six months at 50 mgs of elemental iodine daily. She experienced a tremendous increase in energy, endurance, well being, and memory.” 

But here is the part that astounded me, and the part that fits with the context of this article: 

At six months all her skin peeled off and was replaced by new, younger-looking skin. She was flabbergasted and amazed at her new appearance.

Yeah, I’m going to keep taking iodine.

16. Scared About Skin Cancer

Greg and I are at the age (our later fifties) when every new spot and stain on the skin must be examined with careful suspicion. Everyone is frightened of skin cancer, and so we should be. A few years ago, Greg had a couple of things show up on his back—it seemed they just appeared overnight, but I’m sure they didn’t. One was the size of my thumbnail; the other, the size of my baby fingernail. Having a very dark brown, somewhat mottled look, they were slightly irregular around the edges but generally round. When we inquired of a doctor, he just shrugged and said “Those are keratoses; they’re harmless. He’ll get a lot more of those as he gets older. Just keep an eye on them.” 

They got a little bigger, slowly, over time, and although the doctor had said “harmless,” when my fingers inadvertently touched them when I’d wrap my arms around my husband’s big, strong back, something in me would recoil uneasily. 

Around this time, I got into supplementing with iodine. As it began to sooth and strengthen my nervous system, I continued to read article after article about its efficacy in other areas. I saw that it could be used to heal pre-cancerous lesions—and even possibly cancer itself. Fortunately, at this point, we were not dealing with cancer. But my reading had indicated that keratosis is a pre-cancerous condition. 

So I took my eye-dropper bottle of Lugol’s Solution and began dribbling iodine onto these ugly spots before bedtime every night. The skin seemed impervious. I’d let it sit on there for a few minutes; then I’d blot it lightly for the sake of our white sheets. 

The weeks went by. It was probably a full two months before I was convinced that anything was happening, but suddenly I found that the surfaces of the spots were becoming rough and sponge-like. In fact, now when I touched a drop to the areas, it was immediately sucked up—I could almost hear them going “slurp.” They got spongier, puffing up above the skin around them, getting more and more scary-looking, until finally Greg, squinting sideways at them in the mirror one night, said rather nervously, “Maybe we’re feeding them!” 

I replied, “I think you’d better go to the doctor.” But before he could get around to doing that, another week or two went by, and in that time the sponge became scabby and just kind of crumbled off, leaving wonderful, smooth, normal skin in its place. Almost two years have passed and it’s still looking great. 

My confidence has continued to build regarding iodine and skin lesions. I recently used Lugol’s on a host of little skin tags, twice a day. It took a while—maybe a month or two, but they eventually dried up and fell off. I continue to treat abnormalities here and there on myself. Normal skin will stain pale orange, but trouble spots soak up the iodine, highlighting their damage. Some superficial brown patches have crusted up easily and brushed off in a matter of a week or so. There are assorted others that have been extremely stubborn and are not budging yet. 

But I’ve come across something today while writing this article, and this is for “fairly small” cancerous lesions: “They must be painted with the solution 10-20-30 times twice a day for five days and then once for another ten days....” It’s time to up the ante. 

It has been discovered that people who take sufficient iodine—enough that all systems of the body are satisfied—have a high amount of iodine in their skin. It has not been known what its purpose there is. I find myself wondering though: if iodine applied directly will kill cancer, perhaps sufficient supplementation will prevent it. I, for one, sure wouldn’t be without my Lugol’s. 

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http://www.topicalinfo.org/forum/topic.asp?TOPIC_ID=200

www.lifeenergysolutions.com/blog/skin-cancer-cure/

15. More About Breathing

Here are a few more brief thoughts on breathing. This article will not be going in the newspaper, because except for those for whom breathing exercises hold particular interest, you’ll be saying, “Enough already.” 

In addition to sharing a few finer points, I want to attach a comment that came to me via email, and really, it’s much more than a comment. I stated in both previous breathing articles that the exhale should be through the mouth, through pursed lips, to create a little back-pressure and allow more time for oxygen to absorb in the lungs. However, I have wondered about this as I have practiced it: sometimes it makes me feel more light-headed, which is one of the very things I’m trying to alleviate; also, I don’t find it as restful as quietly exhaling through my nose. 

But it seems to have been a good place to start: it’s much easier to make the exhale last to the full count when controlling it through the lips in that way. Now that I’ve established a bit of a sense of the rhythm of deep breathing, I can more easily control the exhale through my nose. Interesting that the attached comment says the following: “This will be the hard part – controlling the breath while you breathe out. But this is where the real benefit is.” 

This reader had talked to me by phone and mentioned that “in yoga, the breathing is always through the nose.” Her statement caused me to think more about the way I had been exhaling. Then she talked about a different breathing exercise, which was, she said, rather complicated but very beneficial. She said it involved breathing through one nostril at a time and holding the other nostril shut with the fingers of the opposite hand. 

“Hey,” I said to her, “I came across something about that in my online research. I think it said that it strengthens integration between the left and right brains.” 

“That’s right,” she said, but then she went on to say that she couldn’t remember very much about it and would have to look it up. And she obviously did, because several days later I received a very concise and detailed explanation of how to do the whole exercise. 

As I feel it would be of interest and benefit to some of my readers, I have copied it below. Thank you, “Anonymous,” for going to this trouble! 

Here is another portion of a comment, this one from a friend. “My past yoga instructors and other ‘breathing experts’ have recommended that you push out your belly on the in-breath and draw the belly back in on the out-breath. This breathing helps for those wake-up-can’t-get-back-to sleep times too.” 

There’s one other thing that I’ve written about and subsequently wondered about: if humming is good for producing (15 times!) more of the beneficial compound nitric oxide (previous post), how can I incorporate this into my breathing exercises? Well, you sure can’t if you’re exhaling through your mouth. So exhale through your nose and hum. (I like to hum a slowly descending chromatic scale, but that’s just me!)

And then the question begs: If the nitric oxide is produced as you hum on the exhale, aren’t you losing all that nitric oxide? My husband was just asking me this question in a phone call a few minutes ago, saying to me, “It’s almost impossible to hum while you inhale. Try it!” he said, and then I heard these strange noises in the receiver. (Go ahead and try it right now—humming while you inhale, and you will understand what kind of weird noises I was hearing on the phone.)

“I’ve thought about that, hon,” I said, after I got him quieted down. “When you finish humming and exhaling, your nasal cavities are full of that good gas, and as soon as you begin your next inhalation, it goes right to your lungs.” 

He thought maybe the nitric oxide would be all around your head after the exhale, and that way you could breathe it in again. “But,” he said, “you’d have to stay out of the wind.”

I told him maybe he should just stick his head inside a paper bag. He told me he thought God never intended breathing to be this complicated. And the absurdity of this conversation is the reason why I thought I shouldn’t publish this article in the newspaper.

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Comments from “Anonymous”:

Hi there:

After we talked yesterday, I thought I would send you some directions for this breathing technique to try. It seems complicated, but it does not take long to get the hang of it.

Try sitting on the floor cross-legged for this, on a pillow if that helps. It is very calming to sit on the floor rather than ‘up’ somewhere. If you can face out the window to somewhere beautiful, even better.

1. Hold your right hand up in front of you, palm facing you. Fold down the first two fingers into the palm and hold them with the thumb, leaving the other two fingers, 3 and 4, sticking up. Other hand is on the knee.

2. Now release the thumb, letting it point up too, but keep your first 2 fingers folded down.

3. Now try pinching your nose shut using your thumb on the right side, and fingers 3 and 4 on the other. Your hand will feel crunched up but that does not matter.

4. Release the thumb side and breathe in (not too full, about 75%), then out. Close the thumb side, open the finger side, and breathe in and out again on that side. Repeat a few times to get the hang of it, then try holding your breath for a few seconds on the in-breath.

5. Once you have repeated a few times and you are starting to feel like the movements seem easier, try the counting. Take a few breaths in and out, then breathe out to begin. Look down slightly with the eyes, so the focus is inward.

6. Hold the right nostril shut with your thumb, breathe in for a count of 3 (these are 1-second counts like 1-Mississippi, or 1-one-thousand, 2-one-thousand, etc.). Pinch both nostrils shut and hold for a count of 12. Then release the other side, the thumb side/right side, and breathe out for a count of 6.

7. This will be the hard part—controlling the breath while you breath out. But this is where the real benefit is.

8. On the same side (right/thumb side) breathe in for a count of 3. Pinch shut, hold for a count of 12, release the fingers (left side) and breathe out to a count of 6. That’s one whole round, breathing in and out on each side.

9. To start with, try 6 rounds, or 10 rounds—whatever feels comfortable. At the end, rest both hands on the knees and just sit quietly, observe the breath, let the mind be still.

10. Once you get used to this, you can start increasing the counts—in for 4, hold for 16, out for 8—so the ratio is always the same. And then you can increase again—to 6, 24, 12, etc. Try doing more rounds, whatever you have time for.

In yoga we talk about ‘monkey mind’ – where the left/rational side of the brain always needs something (verbal) to chew on, and it bounces around latching onto things in a way that can seem really frantic. In this exercise the monkey mind gets bored and shuts off after a few minutes, leaving you feeling really empty and peaceful.

I hope you try it—let me know how you get on!

 

14. Benefits of Breathing

When I began to realize last summer that I had some things to learn in the breathing department, our oldest son, Ben, shared a story with me. What he said made me think that poor breathing habits may be one of the unfortunate things he has inherited from me! 

He told of how when he began his first contract as a pianist/keyboardist with Celebrity Cruises, there was a piece where the final movement was a real challenge for him and he was pretty nervous about it. The first time he performed it, he got to the end and suddenly found he was on the verge of blacking out and keeling over. He realized then that he’d held his breath for about the last 44 bars of the piece. 

If a singer or a wind instrumentalist is nervous, he or she is not going to have this problem: they are forced, by the very nature of their instrument, to breathe properly. Not so with a pianist, and not so with many of us in our current culture. If we are doing heavy physical work (and very few of us do anymore), we breathe reasonably well. Our body absolutely demands it. But if we are working at a desk, or anything else where physical exertion is limited, we can fall into bad habits like shallow breathing and mouth-breathing. These put our body into stress mode, whether or not there is a nasty boss hanging over our shoulder or a bad-tempered customer facing off with us.

Last article, I wrote about how deep breathing can turn off over-active adrenal glands and terminate an anxiety attack mid-way. What is it about breathing deeply that is so powerful? The first thing it does, obviously, is correct your oxygen deficiency so that your adrenals understand that there really isn’t a crisis. But it does much more than that. It also releases feel-good endorphins into the system; relaxes sore, tense muscles; improves circulation; and helps clear the lymph system, improving immunity. 

Dedicated breathing exercise helps to balance neurotransmitters. These are the various chemicals that carry messages among our ten billion brain cells. What’s really interesting is that the emotions we experience are determined by what kind of transmitter carries the thought. So one can see it’s pretty important to give these little guys every opportunity to keep their balance. 

According to www.breathing.com/tests.htm, after our mid-twenties most of us start losing lung capacity, upwards of 10% each decade. Breathing exercises will maintain or improve breathing function along with your overall well-being. The same site gives this sobering information:

The respiratory system should be responsible for eliminating 70% of your metabolic waste. The remainder should be eliminated through defecation 3%, urination 8%, and perspiration 19%. So, if you think that going to the bathroom every day is important, or that working up a good sweat now and then is healthy, think again about the value of full, free, optimal breathing!” 

Inhaling through the nostrils allows the proper mixing of the air with an amazing gas produced in the nasal sinuses, called nitric oxide (NO). It is a potent vasodilator (blood vessel dilator) and a natural bronchodilator (Hello, asthma sufferers!). It effects maximum oxygenation in the lungs and hence in every cell of the body. (Bear in mind that cancer is anaerobic; that is, it can only grow in the absence of oxygen.) Mouth-breathing lacks these qualities and produces a sort of continual tension that is very stressful and depleting to the body. 

Want to increase your nitric oxide production? Hum a little tune! Seriously, researchers in Sweden had a hypothesis that “the oscillating airflow produced by humming would speed up the exchange of air between the sinuses and the nasal cavity and increase nasal nitric oxide output.” They found that “humming increased the nitric oxide levels by 15-fold compared with quiet exhalation.” (http://www.healingnaturallybybee.com/articles/breath2.php) Humming can also greatly relieve sinus problems, and it doesn’t cost a cent! 

I gave these elementary directions for deep breathing in the last article: 

Inhale through the nostrils, counting to 4; hold for 4; exhale through pursed lips for 6 (the back-pressure allows more oxygen to be absorbed in the lungs). Pause if you don’t need a breath right away. Repeat 20 times; work up to 4 times daily. 

Then I added a parenthetical note, saying that it is better to exhale through the nose. But it’s difficult to control exhalation through the nose, especially when you’re just learning. Humming, along with the benefits cited above, controls the exhale and give your lungs more time to absorb what you’ve inhaled. It’s another simple and costless way to increase the value of the whole exercise.

Last summer Ben was given the opportunity to play in the musical Wicked at the Jubilee Auditorium in Edmonton, challenging him to a whole new level. The gig coincided with a personal health crisis, and he’d been researching some of his issues, including the whole breathing thing. As a result, he was very deliberate about maintaining his breathing throughout. He was able to perform without anxiety or excess adrenaline—and felt fine at the end.

13. Just Breathe

One day back in the spring when I was battling with general anxiety, a couple of months before my adrenals pooped out, I remember saying to my husband, “I need to put on some classical music a couple of times a day, lie down on the floor, and do some deep breathing.” 

I really believed that this would help me, but I didn’t do it—not even once. So it seemed ironic that, once I went to see a naturopath, he told me that one of the important things in the recovery of my adrenals was going to be the practice of deep breathing. “Take a few minutes, 3 or 4 times a day,” he said, “and do 15 or 20 rounds.” 

Too bad I hadn’t taken my own advice a few months earlier; I might have avoided this burnout. 

The naturopath continued: “It will seem kind of useless, like it’s not really going to make any difference, but it’s one of the most powerful things you can do for yourself.” 

The more I will practice this, the more effective it becomes, I’m told, and it will teach my body to breathe healthily, unconsciously. I’ve come to realize that when any kind of tension, fear, or excitement comes upon me, my tendency is to revert to shallow breathing—or even hold my breath. I never knew this before. 

The naturopath explained that when my breathing gets shallow, my oxygen level drops and my adrenal glands receive a message that there is a crisis and so they kick into action. Deep breathing reverses that message. How empowering, to know that I can actually take physical control over a response in my body (the release of adrenaline and cortisol and the ensuing anxiety). I always thought it was completely involuntary and beyond my reach. 

Now when I’m at the computer and I get too intense, either because of a deadline or because of the excitement and focus of what I’m doing, and then anxiety starts to kick in—or when I’m getting ready to go somewhere and I’m running late (as I nearly always am) and I suddenly realize that my breathing is shallow, the adrenaline is coursing through my veins, and my head feels light—I make myself start breathing deeply. 

Inhale through the nostrils while counting to 4; hold for 4; exhale through pursed lips for 6; pause if I don’t need a breath right away. And it is the most marvellous thing: the anxiety immediately begins to abate. [I have since discovered that it is best to exhale through the nose. More about that in the next couple of articles.]

In September, I began the work of abridging my book Made in Heaven, Fleshed Out on Earth. After working with this book for 8 years, I thought I knew it well. But now I was surprised by all the references to the state of my breathing in this chronicle—I had never noticed before what a recurring theme it has been with me. Over and over I came across phrases like the following: 

“Hi,” I said, trying to breathe normally….

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly….

His words made my heart pound in my chest so that I could hardly breathe…. 

I made myself breathe, slowly and evenly….

“Well, Nancy,” it began, and my breath caught in my throat ....

I had run upstairs to check the mail slot, holding my breath ....

“I should just hold my breath and not even think until you show up….”

Then suddenly, such a rush of excitement and anticipation, I could hardly breathe….

“Nancy …” he said, and suddenly I couldn’t breathe ....

 

So this underscored for me that normal breathing has been a challenge most of my life and that I have a need to establish healthier habits. Although I’ve been faithful since my adrenal crash to do my “crisis management” breathing exercises, I have been unable to discipline myself to establish “preventative maintenance”—the daily routine that the naturopathic doctor recommended. 

A couple of weeks ago I had a chat with a friend who has the same kind of difficulties and wants to try this too. So we hit on the idea of texting one another to help us keep on track. Each time one of us “breathes,” we text the other, who then has the obligation to fit in a session ASAP. It’s working well for us. We’re “breathing” up to 4 times a day.

12. Mental Health at Christmastime

One evening last week I was driving to Edmonton to meet two of my kids at the Winspear to hear Michael W. Smith in concert with the Edmonton Symphony. (Wow!) As I drove, I thought of a poem I wrote during the Christmas season 17 years ago. I then amused myself during the remainder of the drive by reciting it from memory. 

I thought of the stressed-out mom who had written that piece and of how far she has come since then. But I was quick to acknowledge, too, that I still have some things to learn about handling stress. I thought it would be good to share this poem, to help us all keep perspective during this most special time of year. 

The Week Before Christmas 

’Twas a week before Christmas when I awoke in my bed 

Not with joy and good will but apprehension and dread 

Here it was the seventeenth of the month of December 

Still, on went renovations that began in September 

 

This neat little house that the Lord led us to 

Was subjecting us all to a total re-do 

All that morning I had planned to be painting 

Though I felt more like sleeping—maybe even like fainting 

 

But it had to be done; that much was clear 

In hopes that the carpet-man soon would be here 

I wearily crawled out to the big kitchen table 

Clutching my trusty, worn Amplified Bible 

 

“Lord, if I ever needed You, I need You now 

I’ve just got to get through this day somehow 

And by the way, Lord, if I’m doing too much 

I’d drop it all now: just convict me of such” 

 

Then I read a few verses and I went on my way

To get a good start on this formidable day 

Well, I won’t explain how: it’d take too much time 

And too many words in need of a rhyme 

But just ten minutes later, as neat as you please 

The Lord brought me down, and hard, to my knees 

 

“Forget the painting for now!”—oh, how my heart strings tugged— 

“And wait till the New Year to put in the rug!” 

So I let it all go, and I wept as I knelt 

With thanks for His grace and the relief I now felt 

 

Then I gathered my wits with no further delay 

With a fresh new perspective to tackle the day 

And a jolly good thing: there was much to be done 

Beginning . . . with the kids' dress rehearsal at one! 

 

Before then, there were still three costumes to hem 

A parrot head-piece to feather, attach Velcro, and then 

I suddenly remembered with a sigh and a frown 

Each of the wise men still needed a crown 

 

Did the morning have wings? How quickly it flew! 

How could I have painted? There was so much to do! 

Twelve-thirty, as kids gobbled hot soup down 

From poster-board I hastily cut each crown 

 

Then to give those crowns an appearance more royal 

Out came the good old aluminum foil 

With eyes on the clock, all the kids stood ’round 

My hands shook; my heart was beginning to pound 

 

I couldn’t believe how long this was taking 

Stress level at max; grey hairs in the making 

It was one when Greg chased them all out the door 

And I was left wondering was the rush was all for 

 

I wanted to arrive at Christmas rejoicing 

Not exhausted, with cynical sentiments voicing 

To enter His rest, from my labours to cease 

To celebrate the advent of the Prince of Peace 

 

So I built that day in my heart an altar 

And I pledged by His grace my resolve would not falter 

This week, I would follow His agenda, not mine 

So to be full of peace this Christmastime