Silent Night, Holy Night....
Lots of silence it this season. Lots of calm and bright, if the carols are to be believed. But, my lived experience suggests otherwise. This season is crazy, busy and loud. Bright lights, big city, running here and there. And I am not even shopping or partying much, but somehow I get trapped in the crowds, in the bustle, in the noise.
This year, like last it was hard to feel the sacred season. I did a few seasonal activities and went to daily Mass more and read things, but I just didn't feel the calm and bright, the holy night. I expect that things will be more exciting with a grandbaby next year, but even so I dread the thought that all my love, could turn me into a shopping beast looking for the perfect grandbaby gifts.
If I have learned one thing in all of these years I have journeyed on the planet, it is that things don't change until you change them. I need to consider what I need to include in my Advent preparations and my Christmas celebrations to give me that hush and awe of the incarnation. God became man. Wow.
I have read the little blue book and lit some candles and made cookies to give away this year without finding that sacred hush I am looking forward to. Advent is nearly over, too late to plan something daily. I think this year I will plan a little Christmas gathering for me and Jesus. I want to be intentional and peaceful and relaxed and prayerful and just celebrate the wonder of wonders, that in a little stable was born a Saviour which is Christ Our Lord.
Lots of silence it this season. Lots of calm and bright, if the carols are to be believed. But, my lived experience suggests otherwise. This season is crazy, busy and loud. Bright lights, big city, running here and there. And I am not even shopping or partying much, but somehow I get trapped in the crowds, in the bustle, in the noise.
This year, like last it was hard to feel the sacred season. I did a few seasonal activities and went to daily Mass more and read things, but I just didn't feel the calm and bright, the holy night. I expect that things will be more exciting with a grandbaby next year, but even so I dread the thought that all my love, could turn me into a shopping beast looking for the perfect grandbaby gifts.
If I have learned one thing in all of these years I have journeyed on the planet, it is that things don't change until you change them. I need to consider what I need to include in my Advent preparations and my Christmas celebrations to give me that hush and awe of the incarnation. God became man. Wow.
I have read the little blue book and lit some candles and made cookies to give away this year without finding that sacred hush I am looking forward to. Advent is nearly over, too late to plan something daily. I think this year I will plan a little Christmas gathering for me and Jesus. I want to be intentional and peaceful and relaxed and prayerful and just celebrate the wonder of wonders, that in a little stable was born a Saviour which is Christ Our Lord.