A Time of Peace…

Smoke rising from a snow-covered wigwam.

Goose wings swished overhead. A solitary “Ke-honk” echoed over the hardwoods, causing a returned white captive to look up and take solace. The single goose winged west to the remaining silver ribbon of open water that flowed between the icy cut-banks of the River Raisin.

In a few moments, the tomahawk thudded again and again, whittling gun-barrel sized dead branches into campfire-sized lengths. A dozen feet away a thin wisp of white smoke rose from within the wigwam, drifting upward through the opening in the center of the domed canvas lodge. With an armful cut, Msko-waagosh returned to the humble shelter, ducked under the canvas flap and deposited the wood next to the east wall…

Simple 1796-chores foster an inner sense of peace. Such undertakings sometimes come with a healthy dose of reflection and sole-searching. Deer season falling square in the middle of Advent no doubt nurtures a woodsman’s thoughts as the birth of Christ approaches. It is hard to believe that this year is coming to an end, challenging as it has been. But the simplicity of the story of Christ’s birth never fails to offer a deep sense of peace and hope…

“And there were in the same country shepherds, abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them; and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord…” (New Testament, Luke 2: 8 – 11)

So from our lodge to yours, may the peace of the Christmas season be always with you, be safe and may God bless you.


  1. Merry Christmas, Denny. And THANK YOU for the 79 presents you gave me and everyone else this year. Your Blog is one of the things I look forward to each week. Give Tammy a hug for me. Jon

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