When we visited Michigan in October, we came back with a
bag of fabric and a plastic globe, things Mom found in the attic following
the divorce.
The globe is a throw-back
to the ‘80s – Russia is still the U.S.S.R.,and there’s no Estonia, Latvia, or Lithuania. No Bosnia.
It has an electrical cord and doubles as a
touch lamp.
It rests atop the computer desk, next to the Jesse
tree. When dusk starts to fall, I light
the tree and tap the globe.
Jesus, the Christmas
Light…His light shines throughout this world.
