As
she took in her surroundings,
the Lost Child scrutinised
the tenebrosity stretching before her,
and began to ponder on the noticeable
shadowiness
that seemed to permeate
the place.
Paradoxically,
the Christmas tree,
though beautifully
filled
with fairy-lights and baubles,
was
somehow also filled
with darkness.
A sort of twilight
gloom had
descended over the
whole Christmas scene.
Concluding that her beloved bunny
would not able to help
her unravel this
‘Christmas-time
pervading darkness mystery’,
the lost child sought explanation
from other folk.
There seemed to be not a creature stirring,
as she came upon a mouse sleeping soundly.
No amount of tapping
on the glass could wake the rodent,
so the Lost Child continued to
search to find
someone less exhausted.
She saw a forlorn looking girl who was pitifully sad,
standing inside
a glass
lantern.
As the glass was thick,
and appeared sound proof,
the Lost Child was unable to
speak to her.
who was hard of hearing
…and would have liked to have cheered her up,
wipe away her tears…
but the glass was too thick
and the door was locked shut.
High
above, there hung a birdcage,
where the Lost Child discovered another two maidens.
They appeared trapped
seemed downcast and a little bit wretched.
The cage
was too high to reach them,
so she continued on her quest
to find someone who
might be able to enlighten her
with regard to the gloomy darkness all around.
She
came across a frog,
looking
very dapper in
top hat and tails.
He answered her query with a croak and would not say
anything more.
The Lost Child moved on,
to discover strange little circus tents
and masks of all shapes.
So many fun items,
yet there was only melancholy and no jolly.
This really was a very strange Christmas Eve…
just what did it all mean?
A tall thin lady wearing a
black dress
carried
a tiny nutcracker.
The Lost Child noticed that this person
seemed a bit lugubrious
in spite of her diamond earrings, peculiar gown
...and her accompanying leering little
nutcracker.
Her
mournful looking friend sat beside her
on the hearth,
and she carried a golden Christmas bauble and
wore diamonds on her outfit…
yet
her face was lacking any gaiety.
More bewildered now than ever,
the Lost Child sought to find
a cheerful face
and
friendly ear to help her
celebrate the festive season.
When
she came upon two fine ladies
about
to partake in High Tea,
the
Lost Child thought for sure this time,
she would find
some light-hearted cheerfulness.
After all,
wasn’t a cup of tea supposed to always
make everything alright??
But alas,
there did not
appear to be much jollification
with this particular tea party.
The Lost Child had hoped
to be given
a soothing cup of
tea,
but on second thought,
decided to just leave the ladies to
themselves.
As she continued on with her quest,
in the pursuit of enlightenment...
it struck her that the persistent
gloom
had somehow dissipated.
Things no longer looked so
shadowy and bleak.
She found herself
surrounded by a lightened radiance.
“What had caused this
change of atmosphere”, she wondered.
As the lost child gazed around,
she spied some
royal crowns… was this a
clue?
A
glowing snowman made of ice smiled at her,
and
she was drawn to him.
But he gave no hint as to
why he was so happy.
Not far from the snowman,
sat mirthful Bianco,
He cryptically responded to
the Lost Child’s query by saying,
“God’s holy wisdom is foolish to man.”
So now the Lost Child became confused and
ever more curious.
She sat and rested
with some reindeer for a
short while,
trying to make sense of everything she had seen.
A tiny voice caught her
attention,
and she scrambled up
to talk with the reindeer girl.
This
girl was kind
and softly spoken,
and told the Lost Child to
seek out the Angel
for help with her confusion and curiousness.
The angel said to the Lost
Child,
"Do not be afraid,
for see, I bring you good news
of great joy which will be to all
the people.”
The Lost child then saw another
Angel
reading and softly
singing,
so she crept closer to hear
what was being spoken.
“For there is born to you, this day,
in the city of David,
a Saviour, who is Messiah, the Lord.
This is the sign to you:
you will find a baby
wrapped in strips of cloth,
in a feeding trough."
The Lost Child was amazed
and enthralled upon hearing
this.
She decided to stay and
listen some more.
Now
there was no darkness only light,
and
she was so glad that there was a place for her
in His Kingdom, with
the Royal One.
The old Christmas story
is
very dear to us here at Lilliput Loft.
We wish you all a very
Merry Christmas
filled with hope and joy.
Blessings to you all.
Love from
Vicki and Jillian.
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(if you want to view enlarged photos, just click on them)
As with our previous Christmas posts, there are links attached to most of the art dolls which will enable you to find the clever doll artists who created these amazing dolls. Just click on the highlighted words.
If you do want to see our previous Christmas posts click on these years for 2015, 2014, 2013, 2012, 2011
also 2010 was separated into five posts,
so you can find each room by clicking each room as follows:
