The bed . . .
stripped of it's sheets and covers.
A fresh bed for Christmas eve is a tradition and when I washed sheets last week I thought about each step and how much we love our comfortable bed.
The bottom flannelette sheet is pulled tight.
Our window right above the bed is open all year around and when our cozy sheets are tucked up around our necks we are warm and breathe fresh air.
The top sheet is placed on next.
Corners done the way my mom taught me.
A new silk filled duvet... a recent purchase after our visit to Calgary.
Auntie Hilda's guest bed's silk duvet was oh so comfortable and I soon found silk duvet's could be purchased at home.
A white cotton top sheet covers the duvet and the flannelette is turned over.
and turned over once more.
Pillowcases are steam pressed and even flannelette that has been washed many times feels soft and luxurious to my cheek.
Our bed...
comfortable and practical.
But then...
I place the pillows with the pillowcases from my grandmother...
stitched with love.
A Christmas doll....
there is room for her here.
A Christmas quilt finishes the Christmas eve bed.
All this for our Christmas eve bed as we celebrate the birth of the Jesus.
There was no room in the inn for him that night.
His first bed was a manger filled with straw.
It is so easy to think that it was so long ago and hardly our responsibility.
What then about the room we leave for him in our hearts today?
Is there room for him there?
The old familiar song came to mind as I made our bed.
Do you know it?
Thou didst leave Thy throne and Thy kingly crown,
When thou camest to earth for me;
But in Bethlehem's home was there found no room
For Thy holy nativity:
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus!
There is room in my heart for Thee;
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus, come,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
Wishing you and your loved ones a most wonderful and blessed Christmas.
with love,
I wonder how many sleep in freshly made beds on Christmas Eve...it's always been my practice, too. Something about knowing the difference between our circumstances and His that night so long ago. Perhaps knowing that a midnight Christmas Eve bed means we won't land there until Christmas Day. Yours looks very cozy and comfy for sure. Sweet Christmas Dreams to you both...
ReplyDeleteWhat a wonderful tradition. Merry Christmas!
ReplyDeleteNow you have me wanting to go and pick up a duvet like that! Love your tutorial even though we sleep with a duvet cover! =) I like the idea of folding the top over twice. You are inspiring and your room looks beautiful!
ReplyDeleteI was writing out my thoughts for Christmas yesterday and had the same song gong through my mind. Had to look up the words and copy them into my post. We are on the same page.
Lovely post. Yes, there is room in my heart for Him. My daily part....to keep it clean and ready for Him.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful bed , that promised a sweet rest ... as does our Saviour when we rest our soul in Him ... you brought back such strong childhood memories with the song ..
ReplyDeleteOh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus!
There is room in my heart for Thee;
Oh, come to my heart, Lord Jesus, come,
There is room in my heart for Thee.
It is still my prayer !
What a beautiful post and analogy. I have been looking for a duvet other than the heavy polyester one we have now that feels suffocating to me and have seen the silk ones. I wonder if they are warm enough for our colder climate here in NB? (windows closed, I might add!) I remember that hymn very well.
ReplyDeleteA very fitting tradition that I've never heard of, but it certainly makes sense. I'm hung up on the fact that you leave your window open every night all year round! Really?! :-)
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