It's Christmas Day and here is some beautiful, contemplative music to which I listen from time to time. It has a Christmastime feel to it, at least in my ear and my heart.
In my family, we write notes to one another and put them in each other's stockings. We try to write all the things we maybe forgot to say or wanted to say or should have said over the previous year ~ or longer. Well, I'm done with that and will be hanging the stockings in a while.
Then, on to the lasagna, which is our traditional Christmas feast. Nothing religious about that particular dish; we just like it.
Like some of you, there are those I'll miss this Christmas, whose absence leaves me a bit teary at times. Distant family ~ fallen comrades ~ a lost love. But that's what makes this season so different from any on the calendar. For in missing them, we affirm again their eternal value, their precious warmth, the touch of God they brought to our lives.
Like God sending his Son for us, we are continually Given the most precious gifts; people to love and those for whom we can give our lives. That is what makes the God of the Jews and the Crusaders a God worthy of our devotion, and the only force to which we should surrender.
Merry Christmas, unerschrocken.
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