The intricate movings and mergings turning pristine figurines amidst moving trains that glide effortlessly on the metal tracks of memories.  All flows through the mazes of glistening trees and architectural pitches freshly covered with glistening snow.  Stars twinkle above the old-time street lanterns shedding their golden glow upon the perfectly clad bodies with happy, smiling faces.  It is a land of perfection, a pretend, fantasy land that we watch in wide-eyed amazement and appreciation.  Illusions that mingle with cheery ole Saint Nick carried in his packed sleigh drawn through the night carrying and delivering hopes and dreams.   All is moving via imaginary wheels and gears driving our imaginations to feelings of joy and happiness.

I challenge each and every one of us, me included, to open our hearts to the perfection of God’s creation in our own lives.  Look beyond the daily trials and struggles.  Peak under the façade of this dense, earthly realm and see the hand of your Lord guiding us back to His open, waiting arms.

I’ll tell you a secret…  Those imaginary wheels and gears aren’t really imaginary.  They are Real.  They are The Real.  God is the Gears moving those pristine figurines, gliding the trains through those snow covered trees.  God is the sparkle in the stars, the golden glow radiating down.  He is the Perfect Garment covering our beings.

Know without a doubt that all is moving according to His Divine Plan.  Know that behind the most bitter medicine is the Most Gently, Loving Hand of all.  Your Lord is The Gear moving you to His open, waiting arms; moving you to the true joy, love and happiness that is everlasting.