Mistletoe

Epilogue: Miracle's Name

Braving the cold weather, I was all wrapped up in my classic red winter pea coats with sheer black tights, black blazer dress, and matching knee-high winter boots. She styled my hair reaching down my shoulders with a French braid, pulling a few face-framing pieces out for a soft and romantic vibe. She matched my style with her black alpaca coat, full red turtleneck dress, and her matching winter snow ankle boots. I styled her hair with tousled waves and messy tucks behind her ears as her locks reached her jaw with a silver clip to make her look more charming.

We gave ourselves a holiday manicure as we had an at-home mini party in her place. I went for a ruby red nail polish, whilst she went for a winter white. Jisoo made us feel comfortable with each other as she became our photographer. On the other hand, Rosie was the one telling us how to do the couple poses, but the best thing that stood out for me was when she wrapped her arm around my waist, and I softly placed my hand or her cheek to pull her a little closer as we faced the camera with a sweet smile.

Celebrating the Christmas Day and her birthday, I drove all of us to the little church of our town. We were all welcomed by the worship team with a beautiful Christmas music that pierced into the deepest parts of our souls when they sang the song 𝑶 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒚 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 on the sacred stage decorated with some Christmas lights giving a soft glow to match the sanctuary's dim blue lighting.

Rosie eagerly escorted us near the front where the chairs were well lined up in rows facing towards the lectern. Once she ensured that the three of us were already sitting excitingly up front, she strapped her guitar on her shoulder, tucked some strands of her hair behind her ear, and ascended the stairs of the stage, humbly leading the people to adore, praise, and give thanks to God with her gift of music taking on the pulse of the church as one of the worship leaders. Standing in front of her microphone stand, she smiled at us like a child and closed her eyes as she solemnly sang her heart out into her microphone.

𝑶 𝑯𝒐𝒍𝒚 𝑵𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕𝒍𝒚 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑰𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝑺𝒂𝒗𝒊𝒐𝒓'𝒔 𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒕𝒉

𝑳𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒍𝒂𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒏 𝒔𝒊𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒓𝒓𝒐𝒓 𝒑𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈

𝑻𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒂𝒓'𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒇𝒆𝒍𝒕 𝒊𝒕𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒉.

Suddenly, the worship service stitched all the people's gratitude together to create beautiful tapestries of music filled with adoration and love towards God. Everyone was singing as we were all guided by the Holy Spirit. Rosie's angelic voice was filled with power and great control all throughout, but more than that, His presence touched the hearts of many to cry everything out towards Him.

𝑨 𝒕𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒇 𝒉𝒐𝒑𝒆, 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒚 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒋𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔

𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒌𝒔 𝒂 𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒈𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒏

𝑭𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒔

𝑶𝒉 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 𝒗𝒐𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒔

𝑶𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒅𝒊𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒆

𝑶𝒉 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝑪𝒉𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒓𝒏