November is here, and one word will keep cropping up as we move through it. Holidays. Plans are no doubt being made for travel, food, gifts, and other assorted details. There will be joyful anticipation, and more than a little anxiety. And, for some, sadness will creep in as memories fill chairs where loved ones used to sit.
But it’s that word “holiday” that wants my attention these days. Maybe it’s from reading some of the early writings of C. S. Lewis, where he uses it in another way to mean the same thing. Holyday. When someone travels for pleasure, that person is said to be on holyday.
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