Wednesday Word . . . Christmas
No matter what the calendar says, it certainly doesn’t feel like Christmas – especially with temperatures running in the mid-50’s. It may not look like a Currier & Ives postcard out there, but it’s still Christmas.
Members of the Altar Guild came in Monday to clean, polish, and set up for our Christmas services. It may not look like Christmas outside, but it sure looks like Christmas inside the church. And on Monday evening before I left the office for the day, I went into the church, turned on one solitary light, stood at the back, and appreciated the quiet beauty of it all.
Today is Christmas Eve. The reality of the events we will celebrate this evening was far from peaceful. There was no silent night. There were no peaceful manger scenes. There were no people gathered in a respectful awe. Instead, there was a birth (which is anything but quiet), the scent of animals filling the air, and a bunch of shepherd showing up unexpectedly.
Be that as it may, I kind of prefer what we have turned this coming night into. Because, while not historically accurate, it does give us a sense of God with us in chaotic times. So wherever and however you spend tonight, I hope it fills you with the peace of Christ and love of God.
Merry Christmas,
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